The arrival at St. Vincent's brought a new measure of hope that we were making progress. It had now been 6 days since the onset of The King's troubles.
(I kept thinking back to the original neurosurgeon saying that his surgery would have to take place within a week to keep from getting an infection. He was on a pretty strong antibiotic, but I was still a little concerned. Our doctor friend came to check out The King for himself, and assured me that everything was looking good.)
We were aware that the doctor whom we were planning to see at UAMS had moved to St. Vincent's, but were not 100% sure that we would be seeing him. We just knew that we would be having the option of the endoscopic surgery.
When The King first became sick, we were given the name of Dr. Ali Krisht by several friends in the medical field. He is known to be one of the best in the world and is at St. Vincent's. We weren't originally able to see him because the hospital in New Mexico did not want to transfer to a lateral hospital... they needed to transfer to a higher level hospital. I don't even know what that means. I just know that UAMS qualified. The doctor who resigned from UAMS had trained under Dr. Krisht and is also held in high regard. He was our 2nd choice and was at UAMS.
I know that you don't really care about all of that now, but it will be cool later.
Upon being accepted at St. Vincent's, we were patients of Dr. Krisht. Remember, The King didn't arrive at St. Vincent's until 9:30 p.m. on Friday night. Well. Dr. Krisht dropped by around 11:00 p.m. to introduce himself to The King.
Seriously. How nice is that?
He told The King to rest and he would be back to discuss things with him on Saturday morning.
He did return on Saturday morning and asked The King some questions and shared his thoughts after studying the CT & MRI. Dr. Krisht was not confident that we were dealing with a colloid cyst. He did not feel that it "looked" quite right. He wanted to to do a little more research over the weekend.
As he was leaving The King's room, he turned and asked, "You haven't been to Mexico recently, have you?"
I've only been to Guatemala 7 times in the past year. Does that count?
Dr. Krisht said that we might be dealing with a specific parasite instead of a cyst. If that was the case, the craniotomy would not be necessary. He would have a permanent shunt placed in his head and be on whatever antibiotic kills a nasty parasite in your brain.
Since surgery definitely wasn't going to happen over the weekend, most of our family went home to take care of stuff there. My mom, Jason & Lacey stayed with The Princess and me.
The weekend was very low key. It was relaxing and somewhat restful. The King kicked back with NCIS and 427 Redbox movies. He was sort of in his ICU element.
To be continued...
Once I get past the horror that this is your life, it is very entertaining. Kind of like a House episode. Glad everything is going well. You are in my prayers. When you are done with the brain saga, how about a La Princesa update? Pretty please!
Posted by: Becky | April 21, 2010 at 03:25 AM
I shall never watch NCIS again without thinking of someone sitting in an ICU somewhere. . .
Posted by: justanotherdayinparadise | April 21, 2010 at 10:28 AM
OK B another positive thing is this has given you more blog material that you might have ever wanted and even better you have blogged every day!! Love ya bunches!!!
Posted by: rrmama | April 21, 2010 at 10:50 AM
All that weird transferring around had to be infuriating...so funny how God got you exactly where you needed to be though! :-)
Posted by: heather | April 21, 2010 at 01:18 PM
I've bitten off my fingernails and am now chewing on my fingers. Would love a new update. Not to put any pressure on you. :)
Posted by: Flowerpot | April 23, 2010 at 02:59 PM
I'm with Flower - no posty in 3 days...how does this story end? ;) Just hoping everything is ok with ya'lls!
Posted by: Mrs. Oh | April 23, 2010 at 10:36 PM