This afternoon, an interventional radiologist will remove my port at the hospital. The device will go to the lab to see if they can culture (find) any bacteria that may be on it. I still have the infection that caused the kidney problems that sent me to the hospital in March. In any event, they will let me go home in the late afternoon or early evening assuming there are no complications.
I will be glad to have the port removed ’cause I can then take off the silly bracelet that warns first responders that this old guy has a port and chest compressions in the wrong place would hurt like hell. Additionally, the removal provides closure for me regarding the cancer even though I will be closely monitored the rest of my life via PET scans and otherwise. Finally, it would be neat if the port was the infection culprit, since that would eliminate the source of the problem. We shall see.
Removal will take place while I am awake, just like when it was installed more than a year ago. Here is a video of the surgery on another fellow which shows nicely where the port is placed and how it is surgically removed:
After the pain medication wears off, I will feel like a mule kicked me in the chest. Other than that, I should be able to kiss the dog and beat the wife.