#mengioma

[alycee99]

I spent 11 days in California with my family. We called it tumour trip 2017. It was amazing and exhausting and heart warming and everything I needed. I am now just waiting. Waiting for the call about surgery. Waiting for someone to tell me that it’s time to get rid of this thing.

People keep telling me I am strong, and I am! Don’t get me wrong. I know I am. But I am also weak. A couple weeks ago I spent 14 hours at the clinic and the ER investigating a weird headache. When you have a brain tumour a weird headache could mean a brain bleed or an brain infection; both of which are bad news. Thankfully I have neither.

I have been sick the last few days and every weird pain, every twinge in my head; it makes me worry about the tumour.

I’m scared of surgery; I’d be silly not to be. But. I am also strong and I will beat this. I need it done so I can start healing for real. All the healing from my spinal surgery feels futile right now because I have one more huge hurdle to jump before I can actually relax and heal.

I don’t know what I’m hoping to achieve with this. Maybe some sort of catharsis. Maybe I’m just reaching out to maybe find people who are dealing with the same thing. Maybe I just want people to know where I am. I’ll try to collect my thoughts and post something more eloquent next time.

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So I had two months before my brain surgery my cousin was diagnosed with a mengioma so it’s not cancerous but he needed the surgery to remove it from his brain. I learned and saw from him what to expect but I was still worried. I went camping and fishing in Exeter, during for a few days in April. The Boston Marathon bombing happened. My cousin had taken that marathon off she will be there in this years marathon, dr. Steele ran it and was good, he finished right before the bomb.

We celebrated my sisters birthday early because of my brain surgery was on her birthday. An hour before surgery I found out I would be asleep instead of awake. The surgery took 12 hours. They took 95% of the glioma out. I remember waking up with a head ache and I remember saying happy birthday to my sister when I saw her. I came home a day after surgery. I had stitches in for two weeks after the surgery. It hurt wicked when the stitches came out.