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Trapped on a Merry-Go-Round
Tuesday, August 26, 2014: Seems I am trapped on a merry-go-round and can't get off. I may jump clear and next thing I know I am back on the spinning ride to nowhere.
This Friday, August 22, I was released from rehab to go home. With anticipation and peace-of-mind, I settled back into my own recliner and slipping over into my computer chair and my own computer to use.
That was Friday.
I was able to eat some cottage cheese, some pineapple, some puddings without incident following the swallowing procedure I had been given. All seemed to be going well.
On Saturday, I could barely eat one pudding cup. In fact, I did not finish the cup. Later in the day I did manage after several hours to drink a protein shake made with Ensure Strawberry with vanilla ice cream mixed in for a great taste.
By Sunday, I was unable to drink a half glass of water. From 8 a.m. to 1 p.m. I had managed less than half of a half a glass. My lips were parched. I had not been able to eat or swallow easily the past two days.
I was scared.
Contacted Mom to stop by and be there. Not expecting her to be able to do anything. I also had Iohn contact my home healthcare nurse.
Unexpectedly, my brother Phil showed up to visit. Later on my sister Leticia stopped by as well.
The nurse arrived and did an assessment. I was definitely dehydrating and was not getting nourishment. The swallowing concern was worse. She contacted my primary care physician, Dr. Richard Butler.
After consultation, I chose the best option was to go to the emergency room. My nurse called the ER and made arrangements. Iohn then took me to Regional Hospital which was awaiting my arrival.
A chest x-ray, infusion of a liter of saline solution and a CT-Scan of my throat and hours later, I was admitted back upstairs and once more to the fifth floor. I had left the floor for Westminster Village on Friday, August 15.
Monday, the staff added a nutritional IV as well as the saline IV. So now with not being able to swallow, I am being fed and thirst quenched by intravenous tubes. There is still the possibility I may be going home with a PEG tube or feeding tube through my stomach. Or I could be sent home with the IVs in place to be administered by home healthcare.
Received surprise phone calls from Kev in Texas and Dave in Indianapolis, Monday. It was really good to hear from both of my sons. My Dad also dropped in for a moment or two to check on me.
I had been scheduled for a follow-up and biopsy of my larynyx with Dr. Fred Drake, an ENT specialist, on September 8. My condition, however, is worsening. Dr. Drake is on vacation for the next couple of weeks. Dr. Martin Roseff is the ENT filling in for him.
Dr. Roseff came to follow-up and surmise my situation on Monday. I am now scheduled for the biopsy and laryngscopy on Wednesday around noon. It may take up until Friday to know the results of the biopsy.
A decision on the PEG tube is on hold until after the biopsy result is returned. If the biopsy reveals cancer, immediate radiation treatment will begin. Dr. Roseff did indicate the prognosis with radiation for me is highly good.
So on this humid Tuesday morning, I sit once more in the hospital.