Honestly, I am such a baby when it comes to pain. When the doctors told me I had to get PICC line (yes, that is the horrifying name for it), put into my upper arm, I almost fainted. So, wait, there is an incision made in my arm and they "fish" this tube up there, it goes around my arm pit, into my chest? WTF?! I'm shitting my pants (not literally this time). Ok, well they will surely put me to sleep for this "procedure", right? Wrong. Local anesthesia only. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Obviously, I couldn't sleep for several nights thinking about this (see my sleep post for reference). Finally, the day came to suck it up and get it over with.
As I laid on the table (the doctor was nice enough, but I wanted to be knocked out...so, nice doesn't cut it), I just kept "visualizing" someone holding my other hand. Sometimes that someone was alive, and sometimes that someone had passed. I just needed comfort in that moment. I felt it. I'm not going to lie. It was creepy as fuck. I made it through without the drugs this time, but next time, I will insist that they give me something, or I will take it into my own hands, and sedate myself.
I felt the PICC for about a week and was in a lot of pain. If you are getting this done, don't worry, I think because my arms are noodles, they had a hard time putting it in the vein. Most people are actually fine within a day or two. Me, I wasn't so lucky.
I will get the chest port implant in about a months' time (there was a waiting list for the chest port, so I had to get the PICC in the interim), they BETTER knock me out for that or I will freak out.
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