Monday Blues

Not sure where this is coming from, but I feel crappy. I started out okay, had my egg beaters for breakfast, then went to my nutrition class. Afterward I got my first fill, not too bad, actually. I was freaking myself out a little but overall it wasn't bad, and now I know where my port is! It's not like any shot, because when you get a shot, they pierce the skin, deliver the goods, and they are out of there. With a fill, they pierce the skin, then have to poke, hard, into the port, which is made of a rather hard substance, apparently. The same on the way out, it almost has to be yanked. Now, I don't mean to freak anyone out, it really was not bad at all, it was just, I don't know, odd. A very strange feeling. But it all went well and it's over. This time.

She told me I have the Realize Band that is an "11", not the "9" they used to have. I'm not sure if that means it holds 11 ccs of fluid or what, and I was too freaked out to ask, but today she gave me 4 and a half ccs, which is quite a bit, apparently. It kind of freaked me out to get so much, but another gal came out after I did and she got that much, too. The good news is, if it's too much, the nurse at Dr. Snyder's office lives just a few miles from me and she said if it's an emergency she can unfill right at her house. Whew! But, so far so good. I had my liquids this afternoon, which is all I should have for 4-6 hours. Then I had some yogurt, which was also fine, at least so far. I'll try some cottage cheese when I get home from dropping off our foster kitty at her new home. I"ll miss her. :-(

I can still feel a little bit where she poked me, but honestly, it was easier than giving blood, and I'm really used to that. I won't be afraid to do it again. And that's a good thing. But back to my funk. I feel down. I am not sure where it's coming from, and I can't really explain what's happening, but I guess I'll reflect on it and come back to it. Later.