My mom has been going through a lot recently. My dad was diagnosed with Metastasized Melanoma (in his lungs and a few other internal places... no external skin... crazy), and his treatment has been very challenging. So, my new cancer diagnosis has added another layer to the cancer crazy going on in our lives. Hence, she and I decided she should do the easy stuff for now. Taking me to get my port placement was supposed to be easy. She was ready for something... well, less cancer stressful. Turns out is was a much harder day than expected...
My mom was with me when I had my first port surgery in 2013. As a joke I said, "I'll try not to die," when they wheeled me off for surgery. Yes, I did that then... and I did it again this time too. She decided to video me saying it and we laughed as they me away. Honestly, it was funny at the time because we were constantly reassured the port placement surgery was no big deal... it would only take maybe 15 minutes... super easy.
But, it wasn't. I am not sure how long the surgery was but it wasn't easy and it didn't take minutes and he ended up failing... failing 3 times. I did not get a port today!
Here's a cute graphic of what happened...
Originally, he said he was going to go in my original port location - which is on the right side of my neck. He scanned it and said it was too narrow to use that vein. So, he obviously didn't cut on it. However, he did take 3 different attempts on my left side and each failed because the veins narrowed - and if he continued to push he would rupture my vein... and kill me.
I literally was drugged up and contemplating WTF was going on. I had been cut up on for really no purpose, but I had a bunch of questions that my mind thought of then and right after, but I didn't think to ask...
- He scanned my right side, why did he not scan my left side before cutting me up?
- And 3 attempts? He didn't fail just 1 time... he failed 3 times?
- How aggressive did he push on me? Because I feel pretty beat up?
- Why am I having a surgery where he doesn't have the equipment necessary to handle possible medical problems for that type of surgery? Why would he have me in the Women/Children section verses the Main hospital?
- Why are you needing to do an x-ray on me before I leave... checking to see if you did any damage?
- I have to do this potentially death port surgery again in 2 days. If there is a specialty group that does this surgery then why did he do this surgery in the 1st place?
- If this surgery was so simple and easy, why was I not told any risk ahead of time?
- Why did he tell my mom (and me) that he almost killed me along with the fact I am doing this surgery again in 2 days? Maybe a better bedside manner because now my mom is now freaked out and scared to death!