"We feel that our best bet for your husband to survive is to do a biopsy. This will allow us to go into the brain and take a biopsy of the virus to see what we are dealing with and make it possible for the medicine to take effect. At this point, the medicine will either work, or he isn't going to make it."
WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!
You know when you are watching a show on TV and they show everything in slow motion or when everything is at normal speed but you see and hear things in slow motion. Well that was me. I didn't even know what was going on. How could this be happening. He was just having HEADACHES!!! We were just out for dinner! We had just gotten MARRIED!!!
WHY?!?!?!?!!??!
The next day Adam was scheduled for his biopsy on his brain. He went into surgery in the morning and was there for 6 hours!!!! If that wasn't the longest 6 hours I don't know what was! It was TERRIBLE! I couldn't eat or sleep or do anything!
Finally he got out of surgery and back to the recovery room. Adam was still pretty out of it from surgery so we headed to the hotel for the night. I wanted to be back bright and early the next morning for when he woke up. He had about an inch incision but it looked pretty good. They had to "grow" the results from the biopsy so it wasn't anything we would know back right away.
So on December 23rd, two days after having a brain biopsy done, the doctors came back into Adam's room and went through the same round so questions. "Can you lift your leg?" Up it went!!! For the first time in almost a month Adam could lift his leg straight off the bed!! I started crying right there on the stop! He just looked at all of us like we had lost our minds. "What is the big deal, it is just a leg," he said. JUST a leg?!?!?! "You haven't been able to lift that leg for a very long time!" I told him.
That was the turning point.......the biopsy had let off enough pressure on his brain to allow the medicine to get in there an start working. His brain was so swollen that it was putting so much pressure everything that it wasn't allowing the medicine in to reduce the swelling.
FINALLY!!! We were turning a corner in the right direction!!
On December 30, 2009 ~ 28 days after arriving in Iowa City we were finally heading back to Des Moines but not heading home. We were going to Iowa Methodist Medical Center Younkers Rehabilitation Center.
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