Port Flush

I cannot believe it has been 4 weeks since we returned home from Disneyworld!  Four weeks already!  Wowza!  I know it's been four weeks because every four weeks I go to get my port flushed (hooked up to the needle and tubing, blood drawn out, saline pushed through and some other anti-clog stuff through the plastic thing under my skin) to keep it working and 'active'.  I pray fervently that I won't need that port ever again, but at this point in time we have decided to keep it in to avoid another procedure and just enjoy the break from medical stuff.  Remember when I'd have to do jumps or be hanging head-down at chemo to get that little sucker to work?  I am happy to report that, once again, the port worked exactly as it should and the flush was a quick and easy procedure.  Thank you, Lord.

I would also like to say, one again, that the nurses at ARH are just so incredibly lovely.  They don't want to see us there, they don't want to see people in pain or in fear, they just have a heart to help... and the kindness and gentleness that I have experienced at almost every turn has just been such a blessing.  Lord, please bless the staff at ARH, from janitor to food services to nurse to surgeon to administration and everyone in between.  Lord, give wisdom and calm, give excellence and peace, let them each feel appreciated for the work they are doing as they serve the sick and injured and hurt and healing of our city and province.  Thank you for this lovely new hospital and thank you for the good experiences I have had there.  Amen.