Get it out, get it out, get it out. This catheter in my chest/neck is miserable. It feels like someone constantly has their hands around my neck choking me. If I turn my head down and to the right it pushes right into throat. This next bit might be the most challenging part of this journey. No showers. Constantly worried about pulling it out, or it getting infected. I have to be on constance defense from Bennie who is very aggressively affectionate and loves to sit high in my arms and lick my nose and ears. Can't have the cats anywhere near this thing.
Please pray for me especially across these next four weeks so that I can endure until the fistula is ready. At least on Tuesday I'll start drawing some benefit from it and hopefully make it easier to bear.
