Monday, August 15, 2011
I took Lyds to get her regularly scheduled labs two Tuesday's ago. That afternoon Corinne called to give us some not-so-good results. Her liver numbers were way out of whack. One was reallly high and one was really low. Because of the extreme and strange results, Dr. Book wanted a liver biopsy to try and figure out what was going on. Brian and I took her down first thing on Wed. morning to get an ultrasound so they could find and mark the exact spot where they wanted to do the biopsy. She was then scheduled for surgery at 2:30. Because we had some time to kill in between, we took her to see the birdies at the . She had lots of fun seeing the different birds. She especially loved the colorful "peatocks". When it was time to go back for the surgery she was her regular spunky, happy girl. She cheerfully rode back to the O.R. in a wagon. Brian held her until the sedation medicine kicked in. The only time I saw her cry all day was for labs. Brian went back to be with her first post-op and he said she was a little fussy, but not much at all compared to other times. By the time I saw her post-op she was all smiles again about the orange popsicle she was eating. They admitted her to the Rapid Treatment Unit for one night because of her age. Because she wasn't feeling sick at all, she was quite happy the whole stay (except for labs, of coarse). We relished the one-on-one time we had together reading stories, watching Barney and Elmo shows and playing the matching game and a My Little Pony game. Dr. Book came in with results from the biopsy on Thurs. morning. She said the biopsy looked much better than the initial labs did and even the latest labs were looking much better. She thinks that her liver may have been just starting to reject a little bit, but that they should be able to get the liver numbers back on track with the med adjustments. She increased her steroids a lot and her Prograf (the main anti-rejection med). We came home Thurs. afternoon. The high-dose steroids make her very hungry, hyper and more cranky than she usually is. Gratefully, she is in excellent hands down there at PCMC and she is being watched over and blessed by Heavenly Father.
Posted by Janene at 3:05 PM