On the continuing saga of Susan's connections:
- In Friday's post we reported that the heplock in Susan's left wrist (Heparin IV lock, a peripheral intravenous line), which had become quite painful, needed to be relocated to the right wrist. By last night, it had become so uncomfortable in the right wrist that the line was removed. She also had a bout of nausea, so it was not a good night for sleep and recuperation. However, she does sound fine today and not too much the worse for wear.
- Rob Soiffer, her lead transplant doctor was in to see her around noon, and they decided to move the heplock back to her left wrist, as it is important to maintain two means of access to her bloodstream. Despite these issues, Soifer remarked that Susan is the healthiest patient he's dealing with right now. Going into a transplant, the healthier the better. We'll take it.
- The culture that has been maintained on the infection in the PIC line is now negative, so that problem seems to be resolved. However, they are planning to remove the PIC line on Tuesday after the infusion of the donor stem cells and to install a double PIC line a couple of days later.
Despite the few small speedbumps, Susan is still on schedule - final pre-transplant chemo treatment 1:30 AM Monday morning, a day off on Monday, transplant sometime on Tuesday. The chemotherapy is working well; Susan's white count is down around 1.2 (that is, 70% below the bottom of the usual range of 4,000-10,000), this from a high of 318. It will likely decline even further by Tuesday. This is good.
Callie and Charley are returning to New York today, but I'm going up to Boston tomorrow and will stay through Friday.
And regarding our growing photo gallery . . .
Callie posted a photo yesterday (taken surreptitiously by our undercover operative) of the gang behind the recent rash of unsolved bank robberies in the Boston area. They had convened in Susan's room to plan their next heist, figuring a private room in the transplant unit of an oncology ward would provide great cover.
Above are three members of the gang -- Chazamatazz, Nate Lightfingers, and the Callalily Kid (in front, seated) -- caught by one of our hidden cameras in a rare moment of relaxation. Notice the glove on Nate's left hand, thin enough not to impede his exquisite touch with a safe's dial while ensuring that no prints will be left behind.
The question on all our minds is: is Susan, whose room seems to have become the gang's headquarters, an innocent dupe, a member of the gang, or, perhaps, the mastermind behind the whole operation?