Flippin' over, Flippin' out

I am feeling great this week! I did have a slight scare Friday night. I ran a fever but had no other symptoms. These things always happen on the weekend. Dr. Lilly was on a plane somewhere. He was able to call in a prescription for an antibiotic, so Scott made a late night run to Walgreens. Scott has a great idea. He thinks all cancer patients need one of those air tubes, like you see at the bank drive-thru so that when we need something, the pharmacy can just send it in the tube and he won't have to go to Walgreens in the wee hours of the night. Good idea. So today, Port Chop was giving me all sorts of pain. It feels like I'm being pinched and it hurts. I called my surgeon and the nurse wasn't too worried, although the fever could be related. If this thing gets infected, I will fall to pieces. I can't go thru another port placement. She said Very rarely (I hate the term "very rarely" b/c when they say that, you can darn well guarantee it's going to happen) a port will flip. And if that happens, they can try to manually flip it back. Kinda like cookin' a pork chop...while you're at it, stick an apple in my mouth and hang me over the pit.
Today at work, I show up for a visit at a house. I walk in and the baby is laying on the couch, covered with a rash from head to toe. The nurse says yeah, he has a virus, he's been in the hospital, he still has a fever. I flipped out. I couldn't make it out the door fast enough. I was so mad! Can you think of any words more scary to a cancer patient than rash, virus, hospital and fever??? I just wanted to say Hey, while I'm here soaking up infected air, you want me to drink from his bottle too??? How about a kiss for the platelet-deprived lady???
OK, I'm done venting. Thanks for listening!
Michele;