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In the hospital

Wednesday, June 1, 2005 1:07 AM CDT

Thanks for all the prayers.

Dave is still experiencing a lot of pain. Breathing really hurts him right now and they are giving him the maximum dose of morphine. So he's either sleeping or making the Chewbacca noises. He says he's going to star as a wookie in Star Wars Episode VII because of the sound he makes to get through the pain.

The medication he is on is lovenox. It's injected into his abdomen twice a day. Yee haw. Now I get to learn to give shots. He'll be on it for a while. They also added coumadin. Both are blood thinners to prevent new clots from forming. Dave's had a low heart rate and low blood pressure for several weeks now, so that's contributing to the clots. We don't know whether the clots were a result of the tamoxifen or of the port placement. They did an ultrasound of his legs to see if there are more clots in his legs (deep vein thrombosis or DVT), as they believe the clots in his lungs traveled there from his legs. We don't have results of that yet.

They attempted to do an MRI today, but were unable to finish it as Dave was in too much pain, and having trouble breathing in that confined space.

He's agitated and confused when he's awake due to the morphine, so it's been a rough couple of days. They'll try to finish the MRI tomorrow. He'll have his chemo as usual tomorrow. Neither of the agents he's on now are generally considered to contribute to blood clots.

Gotta get some sleep. Thanks for praying.
Love, Shell


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