Thursday, June 16, 2022

The Procedure Race.....

 Babygirl and I decided to figure out just how many procedures she's had since New Year's Eve.  It was.... staggering.

I don't have all the dates. But in roughly chronological order, here they are.

In hospital:

     Intubation and insertion of feeding tube.

     Insertion of 3-lumen catheter (the early, temporary version of the dialysis catheter).

     Insertion of arterial line. 

     Blood transfusion x 2.

     Kidney biopsy.

     Insertion of dialysis catheter.

     Transfusion.

After hospital:

     Blood transfusion.

     Upper endoscopy.

     Blood transfusion.

     Fistula creation.

     Blood transfusion.

     Fistula de-clotting. 

     Blood transfusion.

Scheduled for later this month:

     Bone marrow biopsy.

     Fistula angioplasty.

Seventeen. In less than six months.

This does not include thrice-weekly dialysis. It does not include the (very) numerous blood draws.  It doesn't include individual doctor visits, varying in location from 3 hours away to more-or-less across the street. I'm pretty sure I have not worked a full week since last year. 

If it's a race, I think we are in it to win it. 

DeeDee


Thursday, June 9, 2022

Hematology........

Hematology is the study of blood, and all things related.  Babygirl met with our first-ever hematologist today. (Hematologists are also oncologists.  I make sure I always tell my anemic patients that they aren't going to the cancer side of the hallway.) 

She continues to struggle with gradually dropping blood counts. Her most recent transfusion was March 30th, and her hemoglobin has continued to gradually drop ever since, but slightly slower that it has been. This week she is down to 6.5 again (normal 12.4-14). We had the hematology appointment scheduled, so I was grateful that we hadn't needed to transfuse ahead of that, in case it would interfere with any of the tests they wanted to run.

It's never really a good sign when you see an uber-specialist scratching his head. I did tell him about nephrology's "erythropoietin resistance" theory. 

He ordered another 12 tubes of blood, hemoccult testing (to see if she is bleeding from the gut. I've suggested this to EVERY doctor we've seen, including GI), and would have ordered a transfusion except that she already had one scheduled for tomorrow. She's having it today instead.

He wants to see her next week to go over results. Next step will likely be a bone marrow biopsy.

DeeDee

PS Really grateful for the transfusion today instead of tomorrow. Here's hoping she feel better for a weekend of Glamping with a friend!

Tuesday, June 7, 2022

NOT On "The List"......

 So, to answer the first question that I know EVERYBODY has:  No, she is NOT on "The List."

To answer the other question I've heard a few times today, "WTH is going on?"

Last weeks' unexpected clotting catastrophe overrode my typical tendency to keep people in the loop.  Today was scheduled ages ago:  Met the surgical transplant team to see if she can be put on The Transplant Waiting List. It's part of the ongoing process that all potential transplant recipients MUST go through to be listed. Last week, she had all of her initial visits by phone: Dietician, transplant coordinator, financial counselor, social worker.  That took the better part of a day, but we were, at least, at home for that.

Today? Start at 9 AM, meet ALL the people, get blood work and x-rays, and check off all the "missing information" boxes.  We drove down last night to avoid utter exhaustion LOL.

First up was her regular medical transplant NP.  She plays both teams, apparently, and we were fortunate enough to have someone familiar with the situation start us off.  

We had, on the preliminary phone call, discussed Evusheld with her. This is an injection of a pair of anti-covid antibodies that lasts about 6 months to decrease risk of serious infection in high-risk patients. It was in very short supply initially, and you had to literally throw your name into a lottery to get it. You are also supposed to have epinephrine immediately available in case of allergic reaction.  (I popped my EpiPens out of my purse and asked, "Will this do?" "Well, yes....")  Supplies are better now, so her NP ran to the pharmacy and came back and gave her the injections. Repeat in 6 months unless there is a new strain of that covid crap.

She ordered all of the necessary weird blood work that Babygirl needs to clear the hurdles listed below (it was 24 tubes).

Step one Pass/Fail: Pass. 

Next was the surgical transplant nephrologist.  He was a very articulate man who was clearly fluent in both DocSpeak and PatientSpeak.  He didn't condescend, but he has a gift of making complicated things simple.  It is a VERY rare gift. He covered a lot of ground:

1) Babygirl is in the process of actively rejecting a transplanted kidney, and she's had multiple blood transfusions. This means that she has likely developed a LOT of antibodies against, well, nearly ALL other humans.  This means she will be extremely difficult to match.  Since the current average wait time is 5-6 years for a kidney, I didn't see this as good news, particularly.  She might match only 1/1000 available kidneys, or 1/10,000.  

Oddly, this can be good news. In the past 2-3 years the rules have changed for people like her.  The UNOS system puts the EXTREMELY difficult-to-match people at the top of the list, so the very rare matching kidney goes straight to those people right away, from anywhere in the nation.  This doesn't mean she'll match sooner (although it can), but that the one-in-a-million kidney won't go to someone who could safely wait a couple weeks more for a less accurate match.  Blood work done today will assess how bad the antibody situation is, and where she fall on that scoring system. This is a separate score (degree of difficulty, if you will) from the overall (likelihood of longevity of both patient and donor kidney) "how close am I to getting a transplant" score. 

2) Next, he discussed "high risk" kidneys.  He immediately said he would refuse on her behalf any kidney from an older, sicker patient because he wants her to have a kidney with a better life expectancy. Basically, "Let the old people take the old kidneys." On the other hand, he made it plain to her that even a bad kidney is better for her long-term health and prognosis than dialysis (something she was blissfully unaware of until this point.  Not gonna lie, I've kinda kept that to myself). 

So if old kidneys are too risky, what is less risky, you say?  

Drug overdose patients. The ugly, unfortunate truth is that more than a third of the current donors are young people who've made bad choices. Car and motorcycle victims with no known history of IV drug use are a "safer" choice, because needles can be contaminated with HIV, Hepatitis B, and C. She's been vaccinated (two full series) for Hepatitis B.  The last known HIV-to-transplant-recipient transmission was well over 5 years ago nationally. Any potential donor who tests positive for HIV/HepB viruses does NOT donate, ever. However, if there is too little virus to detect, a week or so into the infection, transmission can still occur. Hepatitis C gets its own discussion in a minute. If she's willing to accept a high-risk donor, her odds of getting a match earlier is higher. She agreed, but can change her mind at any time.

3) Known Hepatitis C donors get their own category of risk. Aside from the rare patient where status cannot be determined (an infection less than 2 weeks old), Hep C is a known quantity. About 30% of available young, deceased donors actually have Hepatitis C (from needle use, prison tattoos).  Until a very few years ago, this diagnosis ALSO excluded these donors. However, well over 99% of Hepatitis C cases can be completely cured by current medical treatments with minimal side effects.  She was willing to sign on for this as well. 

4) Apropos of nothing, he remarked that her inability to make blood is likely due to an erythropoietin (the hormone that she has been getting at dialysis, that your kidneys send to your bone marrow to make blood) resistance. This is apparently common during rejection episodes, so he's adding some blood tests to look at how much ongoing inflammation she has going on.

5) Both Babygirl and the donors get a score.  She's young, fundamentally healthy (for a sick kid LOL), and will hopefully get a score of 20/100 or less. That moves her up the list.  Donors get a score also, and the ideal would be to match a donor with a similarly good score with her.  

Step two Pass/Fail? To be determined. 

Finally, we met with the transplant surgeon.  She wanted a CT of Babygirl's belly to outline anatomy. Lucky us! The ER did one in April, so they will get those films.  She ordered an updated chest x-ray and EKG. Her echocardiogram from January is good. No additional doctors need to see her to clear her for surgery, but she does need a dermatology cancer screening and a PAP smear (scheduled, and scheduled).

Step three Pass/Fail?  To be determined. 

The entire team meets every Monday to decide which among the patients hoping to be listed actually qualify, and how they score.  It might be 11 days before we hear anything.

We didn't leave the hospital until after 3. We drove to Seneca Falls to begin exploring the Women's History Museum (it closed a little more than an hour after we got there), and stopped for ice cream before hitting the road. 

So that is WTH is going on.

DeeDee.

Thursday, June 2, 2022

The Clot.....

 Babygirl's infant fistula (the connection surgically created to join an artery to a vein in order to enable safe, consistent dialysis access) was placed 3/31/22 (Fistulas and Other Fun Things....). Because of her (very young for this kinda thing!) age, it was placed in a very small artery/vein pair in her left wrist.  We were told it needed to heal for 6 weeks, and be successfully used for dialysis for 2 weeks before they could safely remove the large catheter that has been hanging out of her chest since early January. 

They have been attempting to use the fistula for a couple of weeks now. 

The first time, they were only able to get one of the two necessary needles into it, using the catheter as the second access.  This resulted in a fairly sizeable hematoma (a blood clot OUTSIDE of the blood vessels - a huge bruise-in-the-making) that made it hard enough for me to feel the thrill (vibration) of the fistula that I sent her to the ER to make sure it hadn't clotted off INSIDE the blood vessels. It had not.

A fistula of this type is a connection between a high-pressure artery and a low-pressure vein.  The arterial pressure expands and toughen the vein so it can tolerate the repetitive punctures needed for dialysis. Clotting this off can risk both the arterial flow (cutting off circulation to the hand) and the venous drainage (causing the hand to swell).  On both sides, chunks of clot can break off, traveling either down to the hand or up into the lungs. Really big clots that travel to the lungs can kill. 

Yesterday's attempt to use the fistula for dialysis resulted in clot INSIDE the vessels.  This. Is. Alarming.  Babygirl sent me a text at work: "Call me when you can."  

Now, this kid NEVER asks for anything, ever, so I pay attention when it happens.  I called between patients, and she told me she was being sent from dialysis to her vascular surgery hospital for emergency surgery for the blood clot. There was a well-hidden shadow of fear in her voice. 

The dialysis center was letting her go by cab, not sending her in an ambulance, which was reassuring.

Well. I had 3 patients lined up in rooms already, one of them brand new.  I had to do a fast internal assessment: Am I okay to be seeing patients right now? I've been cancelling days left and right to juggle Babygirl's and Curlygirl's appointments, and balancing THAT against my (really amazing, honestly) ability to compartmentalize my stresses, I opted to see the patients who had already arrived and cancel everybody else.  I told Babygirl I'd meet her at the hospital. The relief in her voice was, well, difficult to compartmentalize.

I packed up my work computer (there's ALWAYS waiting. Always) and a couple of cans of seltzer and arrived at the hospital at noon.  Babygirl got there an hour ahead of me.  Practical as always, she had the cab take her home so she could let the dogs out, and took a Lyft to the hospital.

And then we waited together. We chatted. We looked at TikToks. I finished my charts for the day and took care of medication refills and messages.  And we waited. The surgeon stopped by.  Anesthesia came in for the usual check.  At about that moment Babygirl's stomach rebelled because she had missed a dose of her nausea medication, and she began retching and dry-heaving the entire time the poor guy was there.  "Um, we can't sedate her if she is like this.  It has to be general anesthesia to protect her airway." Well, okay. They threw a motion-sickness patch behind her ear (the one thing nobody has done for the nausea so far.)

At about 4:30 a slot opened up for her to go to the OR. A good friend brought me lunch/dinner. Babygirl was gone for about 3 hours, 2.5 in the OR, and half an hour in recovery.

The clot was cleared.  There was a piece that broke off and went to her hand, but the surgeon dissolved/removed that. He did his level best to not have any significant blood loss, since she has none to spare. He did angioplasty (used a balloon to stretch the vessels open wider, getting them safely to 5 mm (that is less than1/4 inch).  

The surgeon was, like last time, pretty ducking impressed with himself, like a little boy who has succeeded in climbing to the top of the tree for the first time in his little life LOL.  I won't disagree with him.

He told me he was going to be away for the weekend, and who was covering for him while he was gone.  Turns out he was supposed to leave in the early afternoon for a long weekend away, but stayed rather than transfer Babygirl's care to another surgeon. "I'm going to go paint a barn." Um, okay, but be careful on the ladders, dude. I am almost as impressed with him as he is.

He wants to repeat a vascular assessment (AKA repeat the surgical procedure) in 2 weeks.  Apparently, once one clots up like this, you have 30% odds that it will happen again in a month or so. He wants, especially, to repeat the angioplasty to increase the diameter of the fistula to decrease that risk.

In the meantime? No fistula for dialysis, not for a minimum of an additional month. Add at least 6 more weeks to the length of time she's had an open tube hanging out of her chest wall. She can't fully shower/swim STILL during that time. 

She's home, up and moving already this morning, with no appearance of residual sedation.

Back to work.

DeeDee