Today marks two years since I had my port replaced. It's working fine and I am grateful that the doctor did such a good job. I can't prove it, but I think my first port was poorly done, which is what led to the infection that nearly killed me. I won't forget the agonizing two months of having the wound packed with hydrafera blue and repacked every couple of days. That was a painful experience that went on and on. I still have a dent in my chest on the right side where the infection ate down about 2 inches.
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