I see the immunologist in a couple of days and I’ve gotten myself thru the past week by thinking that I would still have my PICC in for that appointment. Somehow in the dark recesses of my mind, I guess I've been hopeful that he'd maybe prescribe additional IV treatment, at the golden 11th hour.
But my nurse called and she has to come tomorrow to pull Mr PICC.
This time around it won’t be changed or delayed.
I am a mess…trying to clamp down on the hysteria that keeps rising to the surface.
I just can’t see the point of continuing to fight, it just all seems so futile and it is too draining to have my hopes torn away time and time again…
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