For whatever reason, I was in a pretty good mood yesterday. I guess I just didn't realize how the anxiety of the port placement was getting to me. With the mastectomy and the hematoma surgery, I was ready for those, let's cut the bad stuff out. But with the port, I felt like I was volunteering for additional discomfort.
On the bright side, screwing up my left arm has done wonders for my right arm. I am not even aware of right arm discomfort!