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Monday, January 31, 2005 10:44 AM CST

Monday, Monday....

Not a lot new to report. The roller coaster has seemed to slow down for a bit, anyway!

Dave's recovery continues to move forward. This third time is a little harder, a little slower.

Dave got his staples out on Friday (a bit of a painful process...Dr. Sacks gave me the tweezers so Dave could pinch him next time he's in!)

They also checked his platelets. They were low again, 52,000. So he got an infusion of platelets on Friday afternoon. His platelets were 71,000 on Monday, so they aren't dropping as fast as they were. That's good news, as it means that he is finally beginning to make his own platelets. They will check his platelets again on Wednesday.

Next leg of the journey (also known as "when the roller coaster starts up again"), we travel to Seattle on Wednesday and meet with Dr. Rockhill about the gamma knife. Then we will meet with Dr. Spence. The meeting with Dr. Spence is crucial. He'll be recommending a chemo regimen, and we have lots of questions for him. There's a good chance that we will want to seek a second opinion from Duke and/or San Francisco. The chemo piece will be the key to keeping this thing from growing again, and UW doesn't have the most aggressive approach.

They will also do an MRI to see how much the residual tumor has grown in 2 weeks. It's on the big side for gamma knife already, so if it has grown much at all, they may not be able to do the gk. So, please pray that the residual tumor has remained stable and is within the size limits for the gamma knife.

Denise will be there with us for gk, and Angel Jodie will be our nurse again. Mom and Dad will be holding down the fort with the kids. Thanks to Mom & Dad and Bob & Judy for all their help these past two weeks.

Blessings to each of you who take the time to read this, who take the time to pray for Dave and our family. Dave really appreciates the notes on the guestbook, and he LOVES it when people write in with the nicknames...Sherriff, Gilligan, Charlie, and others....Thanks! It made Dave smile.

Please pray for our friend, Mark, his 4 children and wife, and his mom, Marguerite. Mark is a 5 year survivor of a brain tumor and has been in the hospital since Monday. The doctors here are not offering any options, so they are seeking advice from other places. Please pray that they will find what is needed to bring healing and health to Mark.

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