Cancer Crisis: 11:30 at the Conrad Hospice unit.
Virginia left the UIHC at 12:00 noon on Tuesday. It was exactly on week ago from that moment that I picked her up in Waterloo for a three-week check-up regarding her chemo pills. The slippery slope has been chronicled here on this blog. I’m not going to rehash the whole week right now. I will state that her prognosis has deteriorated rapidly. We went from “These labs are a little out of whack” to “Steve I am so sorry” in the course of seven days.
The deterioration has been on a seemingly exponential slide. We’ve gone from months, to weeks, to days and now hours in the space of 48 hours.
I’m sitting here in the corner writing this and talking with a couple of friends. Virginia is currently running a temp of 104 breathing about once every 6-8 seconds and her lungs are rapidly filling with fluid.
She has been unresponsive since breakfast this morning. I’m going to sit with her until the time comes.
Her journey is almost over. I have found this series of articles to be a catharsis. I do not enjoy sharing all this “bad” information but it helps me deal with the emotional upheaval. It also serves as on stop clearing house for “How is Virginia doing.
I’ll let everyone know how things continue. I appreciate all that has been said, re-posted, tweeted, blog, and IM’ed.