Well another step in my journey is complete as the port was installed this morning. We left the house at six in the morning and returned by noon.
Stephen, one of the RN's who prepared me for surgery looked like a runner so we had a good conversation about training and trail running, after he left Susan mentioned, " The Steeplechasers should be paying you a commission for selling the club so much". It's the least I can do for a club and group of people who have been so supportive over many years.
You know the old joke, the one where you go to the doctor and say, "Hey Doc, my back hurts" whereupon he stomps on your foot and asks "How's your back feel now?". Well as I sit here (still under the influence of drugs) I feel pretty good. The area around the port is still asleep, and although I can feel something in my neck, I really don't think this is going to be too bad at all.
No jogging for several days but I can go out for walks. Perhaps with this out of the way I'll sleep just a little better.
Mike
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