Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Port Placement Eve

We have been incredibly fortunate to have appointments and procedures happen so quickly for Nick, and this week has been no different.

After Monday's appointment with Dr. Jafari, we were scheduled to meet with a surgeon this Friday to discuss the placement of Nick's port-a-cath (please see Nick's previous blog to get a feeling for... just how excited he is about this). Friday seemed far far away, particularly because it would only be a consultation. The actual placing of the port would not happen until next week.

Monday night, we called Mark Johnson, a family friend and general surgeon at SVH, to see what he thought about the timing (or rather, the torture of waiting another week). He thought for about 2 seconds and said, "is Nick free this Wednesday?"

Needless to say, my bro better not be snacking after midnight tonight... because tomorrow morning, the wonderful Mark Johnson is placing a port into my brother's chest - perhaps Nick's favorite gift of all time. This means that chemotherapy can start sooner than we thought. And that is a very very good thing.

Some people might not like idea of having a port in their chest...

Nick cannot wait to get his.


  1. Dear Nick: I completly understand your excitment. As a former IV nurse who got so tired of giving people the needle I quit that job--I understand. Port-a-caths are great. Have a smooth day and get that chemo started so we can see the good outcome you will have sooner. Please know Ron and I have you on our minds and in our prayers. Much love, Rita

  2. Nick: Sorry to hear about things. I know your positive attitude will get you through this and just remember that life has an odd way of making sure you eat plenty of Jello.

    Peace, Jeff

  3. Nick,

    I had spies at the hospital today and they confirmed you looked as handsome in your hospital attire as the picture. It's tough to be so good looking. Thinking of you constantly and sending more hugs to your entire family than you could imagine. What an incredible sister to have your sister there- she has some serious connections. I think they need to induct her into full-fledged doctorhood early and forgo the final year.

    Love, Sara and co.

  4. N of N's, B of B's,

    It's the old Tonto-type Aunty down here in Sedona, beaming you up. I was sure beaming after your call last Saturday. It made me realize that you are still you, always have been, always will be. And cheers to whoever said you must be sure to take care of yourself while you're making it easier for the rest of us to adjust to the abrupt change in your life. Let loose with a "sheiza!!!" every now and then. Stomp on asparagas.

    Remember when I took you to Mayo Clinic when you lived in Aridazona, and you passed out in front of the cute nurse who drew some blood from you? The next time we drove down you were periodically slapping yourself left and right. Really good smacks. When I asked why the self- inflicted torture you said you were hurting yourself more than any needle would, and you didn't want to embarrass yourself in front of that cute nurse again. Wouldn't you know, they didn't draw any blood that day! So funny!

    However, the Portacath is a great idea. Guess that's so they can infuse some really great Port, eh?

    I'm on countdown to my Monday departure for Central America. To be followed by coming up there to see you in person.

    Big hugs and boatloads of thanks to Sandra and Michal. And a supertaker of love to you.


  5. Nick, I am following your progress. My Dad heard through a colleage in his office in Mt. Vernon but I had already heard thru Facebook via my sister. Fast info transmission these days. Glad your port-a-cath insertion happened faster than usual too. You're in my thoughts.
    Sarah (Hall) Steiner