On our way to the hospital, Alice said to me, "Mom, guess who else is a part of the family?" I said, "I have no idea Alice..who?" She said with a sentimental tone in her voice, "My line is." It made me smile to think that she has found a way to allow her line to become a positive thing in her life. Interestingly enough dressing changes over the past several months have become a breeze and in fact she reminded us of when it needed changing.
Alice has figured out that our remaining clinic visits will include needle pokes with her line gone, therefore she was a little reluctant to let it go.
The longer a line has been in place the more difficult it is to remove because of the scar tissue that builds around the inside cuff. Alice's wasn't as difficult to remove as they anticipated. Alice asked the surgeon if she could keep her Broviac line, instead we took pictures.
Tyler and I are going to feel strange each night, as if we are forgetting something, with her line gone; it has been over four years that we have had to maintain a central line of some sorts. We are very thankful that her Broviac has endured so well...this is a blessing, it's not usually to have one last so long.
Anyway this is a major step, one that is worth recognizing. It truly marks the beginning of a new phase for us. We hope the goodness continues, especially as we approach the winter months. Regardless we have come a very long way and will push forward continually.
|Waiting to be called back to surgery.|
|One last picture.|
|Alice's very last dressing change!!!|