A nurse from Fairview Home Infusion pulled my PICC line out of my arm today, so for the first time in nearly six months, I have no catheters or any type of tube or device hanging from my body. I can submerge myself completely in water. I can take a shower without having to cover part of my body with protective plastic and tape. I don't have to inject heparin into my lines every day to keep them from clogging. I can take Benjamin into the bathtub with me again!
I wasn't originally going to have it pulled. The dressing covering it had come loose overnight and had to be replaced. While I was rummaging around for some supplies, the nurse noticed that the tube had slipped out a few centimeters. (I had failed to press it against my skin after he took the adhesive off.) That pretty much decided it. "Just take it out," I said. We called my oncologist's office to make sure it was OK, then pulled it. I didn't feel a thing.
Yes, this means I'll get extra pokes for IVs and blood draws, and I may have to get another PICC line if I have another round of chemo soon. But Merry Christmas to me ... this feels good.