PICC Nostalgia
The take home chemo bottle line has a clamp, which I'm to use to shut off flow if the line becomes disconnected, and a pump that has to be taped against my skin, because temperature controls rate.
Back in the PICC days, holding the pump in place was pretty easy. My forearms aren't particularly sweaty, so the silicone tape the nurses use holds pretty well, and I had my burn mesh securing everything in place. In the sixteen cycles I had with the PICC, I never had problems with the pump.
I have to wear a shirt to protect the port and line from Thomasin, and my torso is naturally pretty sweaty. The tape is constantly coming unstuck. The burn mesh acted as a strain relief, and I have nothing like that now, so on top of less effective tape, everything gets pulled out of place regularly. I should be fixing it every few hours, to ensure I receive all my medicine, but I make do when I wake up, or when I notice a problem.
The port is better in every way, much better for quality of life, but more annoying for actually receiving treatment. Which is pretty silly.