Alrighty Now...

We give it another try today. Off to Northwestern Hospital to Intervenional Radiology to implant the PAC. I'm scared. Scared they won't get it in and what will my next steps be. Scared I'll wake up in the middle of the procedure like the last time with pain pouring out of every fiber of my being. Scared the doc won't listen to me and will just barge into the veins, piss them off and away they'll go, jumping on their spasming high horses and running for the hills. Scared, scared, scared. I'm trying to make a list of everything I need to talk to the doc about and can't think, my mind is a blank. The only thing running thru my head is "don't hurt me, don't hurt me, don't hurt me". I've come to understand I'm a sissy.