Tuesday, May 27, 2008
One step forward, two (baby) steps back
It's transplant day 55, and Troy has had a setback. He went in to do a consult for his port removal last week, and it turns out that he was running a fever. (Fever=bad news.) So as a precaution, he was admitted to Northside and administered antibiotics and anti-fungal medications. The good news is that his fever is going away, and the bad news is that the doctors still have not pinpointed the cause of the fever. They have done a CT scan and they saw a black spot on his lungs, which they think is a fungus. A pulmonologist is supposed to be stopping by this evening to check it out. More news later.
Sunday, May 11, 2008
A Belated Happy Mother's Day!
I know that it's been a while since the last post, and they seem to get farther apart, but Troy's treatment is less day by day, and more in-for-the-long-haul.
It is Transplant Day 39, and other than a re-occurrence of shingles last week, things are coming along well. He may have his port removed on Friday, which means that he has progressed enough in his treatment that he doesn't need to go into the clinic for fluids and such on a daily basis. His white blood cell count is way up into the normal range. His kidney function is returning to normal, and there are even wisps of eyebrows growing back. Yay facial hair! He's working towards transplant day 100.
I know that I was thinking about my momma when I visited her this past weekend, and it got me to thinking about how awesome Momma Henson has been. She has been the center of the family as they deal with the rammifications of Troy's disease. She has been the producer of unexpected moments of hilarity, and a source of stories about Troy and Tim. She has been at his side, nearly around the clock when he was in the hospital. (I really don't know how she slept in those chair-bed recliners things. ) She knows more about Troy's treatment then the doctors do, and has helped coordinate his care between his many doctors with her amazing notebook. She rocks! So, in honor of Lucary, tell your momma how much you love her, and know that she would be there in the middle of the night, sleeping in the chair-bed-recliner thingie with the weird bump in the back while you were getting better.
It is Transplant Day 39, and other than a re-occurrence of shingles last week, things are coming along well. He may have his port removed on Friday, which means that he has progressed enough in his treatment that he doesn't need to go into the clinic for fluids and such on a daily basis. His white blood cell count is way up into the normal range. His kidney function is returning to normal, and there are even wisps of eyebrows growing back. Yay facial hair! He's working towards transplant day 100.
I know that I was thinking about my momma when I visited her this past weekend, and it got me to thinking about how awesome Momma Henson has been. She has been the center of the family as they deal with the rammifications of Troy's disease. She has been the producer of unexpected moments of hilarity, and a source of stories about Troy and Tim. She has been at his side, nearly around the clock when he was in the hospital. (I really don't know how she slept in those chair-bed recliners things. ) She knows more about Troy's treatment then the doctors do, and has helped coordinate his care between his many doctors with her amazing notebook. She rocks! So, in honor of Lucary, tell your momma how much you love her, and know that she would be there in the middle of the night, sleeping in the chair-bed-recliner thingie with the weird bump in the back while you were getting better.
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