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Thursday Update: 04/27/06

I just wanted to post an update on our visit to IA City. Matt went in for his 4th angiogram yesterday…at 7:30! YIKES! They got right to work on him and spent about 2 hours looking at the blood vessels in his brain. What they discovered is that the abnormality in his brain is an AVF…the fistula I wrote about before. They were able to do a test run, so to speak, to be sure they could get up into the affected veins and they can. They did not need to do the WADA testing, because they were able to get to the places they needed to and felt good that the risk of causing further damage is low.

The doctors recommended the embolization treatment, injecting glue up into the affected veins to close them off. They feel pretty confident that this is the safest and most effective route of treatment for Matt. They also explained that they will be able to tell right then if it successfully closed off all the affected areas…which will give us all a peace of mind. There is a possibility that it may not all be closed off. If that happens, we’ll have to discuss where to go from there. Hopefully it will all be successfully occluded and we can just move on! The nurse will be calling me to schedule Matt’s embolization procedure. He will have to be hospitalized for two nights afterwards, so I’m hoping we can get it done over a Friday-Sunday…but we’ll make arrangements whenever we have to. Hopefully we can get it done sometime in the next few weeks. I will keep everyone posted.

Today we are just taking it easy. After that long day and another painful procedure Matt is pretty pooped, as am I. We are looking forward to the weekend and relaxing here at home!


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