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environment so they could put in the central line. That took care of the question of<br />
whether I would object to having to leave during the shift change. We were again<br />
banished to the ICU waiting room.<br />
I took the forced time away from dad as an opportunity to pull out my laptop and update<br />
dad's blog. I wrote "He seems to be cogent, at peace, and just wants to stop hurting."<br />
** Email: Date: Wed, 18 Apr 2012 18:47:17 -0700<br />
Subject: Another post, doc dave doing worse<br />
To: [<strong>Merkel</strong> <strong>Cell</strong> Google Group]<br />
http://docshu-mybattle<strong>with</strong>merkelcellcancer.blogspot.com/2012/04/back-in-icu.html **<br />
** Email: Date: Wed, 18 Apr 2012 18:48:30 -0700<br />
Subject: Another post, doing worse<br />
To: [Large bcc list of Dad's friends and relatives]<br />
http://docshu-mybattle<strong>with</strong>merkelcellcancer.blogspot.com/2012/04/back-in-icu.html<br />
This has already been a long day. Going to be a long week no matter howtonight turns<br />
out. **<br />
Soon enough the doctor came and told us the procedure went well. We were briefly<br />
allowed into the ICU and then kicked out so that they could x-ray dad to confirm the<br />
placement of the central line.<br />
Mom was starving and agonized over whether to get food downstairs. The x-ray was<br />
clearly going to take more than a couple of minutes. We asked around and going<br />
downstairs to the cafeteria was the only option. Although she ran down and was back<br />
<strong>with</strong> food in minutes, I regret not insisting that I pick up food for her. For a day filled <strong>with</strong><br />
hard decisions and intense stress, it was one of the few things I think I should have<br />
known, at the time, to do differently.<br />
In the meantime, the room had cleared out and I took the opportunity to change the<br />
blaring waiting room TV channel to something I could ignore and turn the volume down to<br />
a level just loud enough that others would not feel the need to turn it up if they wanted to<br />
listen. I originally wanted to turn it off, but I was sure it would just get turned back on and<br />
then the person turning it on would of course crank up the volume. I wanted time <strong>with</strong> my<br />
thoughts.<br />
** Email: Date: Wed, 18 Apr 2012 19:21:05 -0700<br />
Subject: Re: Ct results<br />
Central line went in OK. They kicked us out (again) so they could xray him to confirm that<br />
the line was placed properly.<br />
His breathing is really labored. He is also getting serious discomfort <strong>with</strong> the BPAP [SIC<br />
should be BiPAP] mask. The doctor ordered another dose of hydromorphone <strong>with</strong> the<br />
goal not of eliminating pain but of relaxing dad enough so that he can allow the machine<br />
to breathe for him. Mom went to get dinner. She's rattled but seems to have accepted<br />
things are serious. **<br />
They finally let us back in. We met the night shift nurse, and I was glad we had a nurse<br />
<strong>My</strong> <strong>Battle</strong> <strong>with</strong> <strong>Merkel</strong> <strong>Cell</strong> <strong>Cancer</strong>