I Should Get a Procedure Punch Card

I had surgery last Friday to have my port put in. other than a terribly apathetic anesthesiologist it went well I think. The port itself is uncomfortable pressure in my chest and I have a bit of a headache as well as some pain when I laugh or cough. Not to mention that I'm already pretty fatigued. Two surgeries in less than three weeks has taken toll on me mentally and physically. I swear every week is filled with cancer related appointments. In the last six weeks I've had:
3 ultrasounds
2 mammograms
Biopsy
MRI
Surgical Oncology appointments
Genetic testing
Radiation Oncology appointments
Medical Oncology appointments
Surgery
Post Op appointments
Echocardiogram
More surgery
I can't get away. Now the start date for chemotherapy looms less than 72 hours away and I feel unprepared, unfocused and nervous. I think I just have to chalk today up to being a not great day emotionally and start again tomorrow. Hopefully in a better mood and with less of a headache.

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