I made it through my marathon day at MD Anderson (which will henceforth be referred to as MDACC). Started at 7:15 am, finished around 7 pm. I need to be back tomorrow at 7:15 am. The MRI was the worst part, but it truly wasn't that bad. Just 2 straight hours of lying flat on my back on a hard surface in a ridiculously loud machine. I think the fact that I had absolutely nothing else to distract me made me focus on the discomfort in my back obsessively. Oh, and the itch on my nose I was dying to scratch for 1.5 hours.
I felt good meeting with the doctor for the port surgery. Despite the fact that the thing gets threaded into my jugular vein. That just sounds scary, doesn't it?. This guy has done 5000 ports or something ridiculous and has a really low record of complications. So hopefully no collapsed lung this time, right?
The only downside is that I can't pick Juliette (or the boys) up for 3 weeks while my port heals. So I have to teach Hayden how to pick her up out of her crib or something. As for how to get her into the high chair...I dunno...guess she'll have to eat on the floor if I'm the only one home. The dogs should enjoy that arrangement.
Oh, Sean had to leave me on my own at MDACC for a few hours today because I sent him to take Trevor to the pediatrician. He's been running a fever since Monday night. It's nothing...just pneumonia...my baby has pneumonia!!! Probably caught it from me last week. Thanks mom. He's taking it like a champ though.