As of this morning, Ty was showing great signs that he wouldn't require a new shunt. The neurosurgury team was so enthusiastic about how little CSF has been draining since they externalized the shunt, that we were even talking about the possibility of removing the hardware and going home before Thanksgiving. Then they did a CT scan and came back with the opposite conclusion. His ventricles, which channel the fluid in his head, were swelled up to about 4X the size since his last CT scan. This shows that the fluid is indeed building up and that he does require another surgery to have a new shunt placed.
The worst part about all if this is that the original shunt hasn't grown back any signs of infection on the cultures, which means that the entire process of removing it was futile. No one can explain his headaches, either. We need Dr. House to figure this out for us, because it's really making me crazy. I just continue to chalk it up to tumor destruction, although the MRI doesn't show any significant inflamation or pressure on the brainstem.
Who knows. I just know that I want him to feel better, I want him to be able to get out of bed, I want him to play and I want to see Gavin more than you can imagine. That is what has been hurting Lou and I the most this past week. We miss our baby GaGa so much. And we miss having a normal day: cheerios all over the floor, off to work, dinner, bath, bed.