Thursday 7th Feb 2008

Today has been the toughest day I think I've ever been through. The line went into the middle of my chest today. I had to lie on a narrow table with my head turned completely to the left. Part of my head was covered with a sheet as the radiologist made a cut in the base of my neck and between my breasts. The line was then tunnelled between the two points. The whole procedure was carried out while the sodding Lighthouse Family played in the background. I would never have it done under local again. It was too uncomfortable (more than I'd expected) and mentally damaging. I look like Frankenstein's monster. I thought having the PICC in my arm was gross enough, but this is ridiculous. I'm bruised, bloody and beaten.