And plastic cap holders
Rubber glove boxes
And medicine folders
Alcohol wipes that are waiting to sting,
These are a few of my NOT favorite things!
When the tape tugs,
When the shots sting,
When I’m feeling sad . . .
I simply remember my NOT favorite things
And still I don’t FEEL . . . TOO
bad!
Even though Rogers & Hammerstein would not approve of the lyrics,
the song pretty well sums up my week back home. We’ve been busy learning how to
navigate this new world of syringes, catheters, injections, and a foreign glossary
of terminology.
And still, it hasn’t been too bad.
It’s the daily injections that you think would be the worst, but
really, that’s been going well. Sure, they hurt, they sting, but they are also
done for the day. The nausea has been kept under wraps with medication and
while I’m tired, it hasn’t been a huge distress either.
It’s the tunneled central venous catheter that is my biggest pain. It
isn’t exactly comfortable as it tugs, pulls, pokes and is literally a pain in
the neck. It’s in the way, it’s foreign and worst of all, it’s not going away
any time soon. Ugh.
Still, it hasn’t been too bad.
And sometimes, not being TOO bad – is actually really good!
Despite what Julie Andrews may sing, only Grace can help me see that.