This morning my grandma graduated to a regular four hour session of dialysis.
Since she got to the ICU her body had previously only been able to handle what they call, “continuous dialysis.” It would pull fluid off of her slowly over 24 hour periods, working to filter the blood thinner out of her. Her blood pressure would drop too low if they hooked her up to regular dialysis.
To know this makes me even angrier when I see the warning label Pradaxa haphazardly slaps on it’s insert:
- Reversal of Anticoagulant Effect: A specific reversal agent for dabigatran is not available. Hemodialysis can remove dabigatran.
No, no it can’t.
My grandma now has what the nurses and doctors call, “ICU Delirium.” She has been here so long, poked and prodded, no way to know her nights from her days that it has sent her into an eternal confusion.
But her liver numbers are improving! The kidneys are usually the last to kick in, so I remain hopeful because hope is really all we have.
Everything is going to be okay. It has to be.