Continuing to feel a little bit better each morning, or I’m just telling myself that. Very possibly the latter. Had my radiation this morning, so that I could go in at noon to have that feeding tube placed.
Got to go to Baylor Plano this time, beautiful new facility. Got in a private pre-op/post-op room with a semi-private bathroom, fancy shmancy. Told the nurses that my mediport was accessed and ready for use, so no IVC for me. Yay! 
(Even have a picture of it :).) They did mention that the anesthesiologist wouldn’t use the port if he was to use propofol because it sticks to the port??? The anesthesiologist said that was a load of doo doo, just in a much nicer way. Had a Dr. Paul Anderson doing the procedure in the GI lab. I felt very canine. 😉 The anesthesiologist was ever so kind and used my already accessed mediport – did I mention that I love my mediport? 🙂 They put a tooth guard in my mouth and that was almost unbearable. 😥 The anesthesiologist was so kind and kept encouraging me to hang in there with these lovely words, “And the propofol is going in right now,” quite swiftly. He was lovely (short, young Indian man, but he said all the right things :). Woke up quite sore in the abdominal area, but very aware of my surroundings.
Instructions for the tube are just about what I expected. I have to wait till tomorrow to use it.
Stayed in the hospital until my liter of fluids ran in and then set out on our way home. Very sore in the belly. Got home, had John put a fentanyl patch (75 mcg/hr) on me, and promptly crashed out. John had to clean the iodine scrub off my belly before we went to bed, but that was about it for the day for me.