A PICC Line was installed today.
A PICC Line is like a more permanent IV. They put it inside of me the same way they put in an IV: with a needle. However, my Mom and I had to wear caps and masks while they did it. The extra protection has something to do with preventing infection.
They took out the IV in my neck. Or was it a blood pressure monitor? Either way I’m glad it’s out. It’s not the most comfortable thing in the world.
They also replaced the gauze and tape covering my chest tube holes. It’s closing nicely.
A big thing: I transferred from ICU (Intensive Care Unit) to PCU (Patient Care Unit) today. The ICU is mainly where you stay if you’re in critical condition and need constant monitoring. The PCU is where you stay if you’re in better condition and have more privacy.
For me, the PCU is my transition phase between surgery and discharge from the hospital. I can’t wait to be discharged from the hospital (see May 15, 2018). Even though I won’t be going home immediately after, I still can’t wait to get discharged.