A follow-up CT scan was done to monitor the size of the ventricles in Collin's brain to determine if he would need a shunt. If a shunt was necessary, of course we'd want him to have one, but from a chemotherapy standpoint, one less possible source of infection would be a very good thing. We were told that surgery had tentatively been scheduled for Monday to place a shunt. The oncologist had also talked about having a Broviac catheter placed in Collin's chest; it would be the port where the chemotherapy drugs would be administered, and would also be the site where blood could be drawn for labs. A Broviac catheter can be in for much longer than the femoral line in Collin's groin, and had a much lower risk for infection. She planned on having the Broviac placed while Collin was still under anesthesia from the shunt placement so he didn't have to be put to sleep twice.
The rest of the day was pretty quiet; Collin still had to stay in the crib with his hands restrained and was resting comfortably with morphine; it was nice to see him peaceful instead of agitated and moaning. Bill stayed with him in the PICU while I went home for a few hours to shower and see our daughter. It was another beautiful day, and as I drove home, I remember thinking it didn't seem right that the day was so nice when my heart was hurting so much.
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