Monday, January 21, 2019

I've Been Deported!

  No, not like that.
  The port that they installed to give me my chemotherapy has been removed. 
   There were 3 little bumps on the port that they could feel, they would stick the needle in the middle between the 3 bumps and that led to a tube that was inserted in my vein.
    Its got a soft middle  inside the bumps and that where they would insert the needle and check to make sure they were getting blood, there's a tube that went from the port into my vein that leads to the heart, It allowed my chemotherapy to be done in 3 doses instead of over several doses that they would have had to do if they were doing it into my veins directly. All in all, a very neat invention I think. 
   But today, less than 6 months after having it installed , my Bard Power Port was removed. That means they don't think they need it any longer. That's great news to me! It was a surgery in the office. I saw a doctor I had never seen before. Evidently they didn't tell him what I was there for. I say that because when he walked in he asked what I was there for.
    My friends were there to see the operation. They've been very faithful in going along on all my doctor visits, appointments,
and procedures. They were lined up watching very quietly. Yvette was there too. The nurse stuck a needle in me several times and moved it around to inject some numbing stuff. I didn't ask what it was, but it must have been some pretty good stuff. cause after it was shot into me, they took a scapel and cut a slice in my chest so they could get under my skin an take the port out. 
   I was given the option of leaving the port installed, but after a little bit of thought I decided I really wanted it taken out if they thought I didn't need it anymore. If I left it in, it would have meant going to have it flushed once a month. Considering I don't have a job yet, and a couple of the ones I actually got an interview for before I was diagnosed with cancer said if I missed any time during the probationary period, my employment was ended, getting the port removed seemed like the best idea.
   My only disappointment was that they couldn't take it out sooner. More on that in my next installment. Until then, I leave you the way I've been ending these little brain droppings:
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Wednesday, January 9, 2019

Making of a Quilt

   I mentioned that i had asked for 3 things for Christmas: a sewing machine, a pattern template for quilting, and a clear PET Scan. I've discussed the PET Scan and the sewing machine, now about that template.
   In making a quilt, you need consistently sized pieces to put together. This one is a 60 degree diamond. It's the shiny area that I used to make the pieces that I join together and hopefully turn into a work of textile art. Or at least something that you can place over a child while they sleep. Like maybe a baby quilt. Yeah, that's a good name for it: baby quilt. My wife says its no good as a baby quilt. That the colors aren't appropriate for a baby. She's probably right. She usually is.
    This is the fabric I used. I got it at JoAnn here in Dyersburg and i think that's where the template came from. But you take that fabric and the template and cut out pieces. You start putting pieces together and sewing them together. Eventually you wind up with something that looks kinda like this:
   

    I say kinda because I'm still learning. Both learning how to sew in general but also learning how to put the pieces together. but this is whats known as a quilt top. Or at least my version of a quilt top I still need to press the seams, make my sandwich, and baste the top, the batting, and the backing together before I sew them all together. then I have to add a binding to finish the quilt.
   I'll write about that when I get it done.

Until then:
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Thank You for Your Support!