Only 18 more sleeps….
First stop, a bakery. I bought 4 dozen Chelsea buns.
One for my peeps in the lab, my dearest lab family and friends. I loved catching up and visiting with my peeps, whom I haven’t seen all summer.
Two, for my extended ‘hospital’ family in Diagnostic Imaging where I had my CT Scan only one week ago.
One for the Medical Office and my Doctor who called me with the results of my CT scan.
Last stop, but not least, a visit to my doctor to go over my results. I won’t lie. When she gave me the results initially I was stunned and didn’t feel I needed to meet with her. Not true after I sat with it for a bit.
She was amazing. Thorough, kind and supportive. She also suggested other options, meds wise, to deal with my vertigo. The reason for the CT was to ensure that my severe vertigo wasn’t actually anything organic. There is no way I thought there would be anything to worry about.
She is such a great advocate for her patients. She ensured us that she will call as soon as an appointment is confirmed with the neurologist. I left there feeling cared for, safe….and in great hands.
Tonight I decided was the time to call my oldest son, Rob, to tell him what has been going on and where we are headed.
How do you tell family and friends that you love, knowing that they will worry, but realizing how upset they would be if left out, that you have a brain tumour? It sounds crazy. However, I did feel more positive, but definitely still one of the hardest calls I have made.
He was supportive, honest and amazing. I can’t tell you how much I love and beam with pride in regards to my three grown children.
How do you tell family and friends that you love, knowing that they will worry, but realizing how upset they would be if left out, that you have a brain tumour? It sounds crazy. However, I did feel more positive, but definitely still one of the hardest calls I have made.
He was supportive, honest and amazing. I can’t tell you how much I love and beam with pride in regards to my three grown children.
Next call was to my sister, Tina. Who has so much on her plate but is always there for me. She has offered us a place to stay if flying to Madrid…and then the Camino, needs to be postponed or cancelled. Fingers crossed.

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