So this weekend on Saturday morning I went in for a MRI of my brain. I have been having severe dizzy spells, mood changes, balance issues, hearing loss and taste loss and really bad headaches amongst a few other things and the docs weren't sure what was going on. So they ordered the MRI and a spinal tap.
I went to go in for my spinal tap today and it was really awkward. The doctor who was supposed to do it asked me if I had gone over my MRI with my doctor and I had told him no. He then looks at me and says "I'll be right back, I don't think we need to do the LP (lumbar puncture) today. I'm going to call your doctor". So he comes back and says that he doesn't need to do it and I should call my doctor right away. At this point in losing my marbles like WTF is going on?!
Fast forward I call my doctor and he asks if I wanna come into his office or if he could talk to me over the phone. I cautiously said "phone is fine, go ahead and shoot". His next words were, "well after looking at your MRI Shannon we have discovered a brain tumor". UMMMMM WHAT?! I just kind of swallowed hard and the next 20 mins on the phone are pretty foggy.
I looked at my mom and just started to bawl. WTF...I'm 26 years old and super healthy what does he mean I have a fucking brain tumor. This sucks. I don't know how to wrap my head around it. I don't know how I feel. I'm sad, angry, confused and really fucking scared.
Well I opted out of radiation so they are just going to surgically remove it and see how it goes. I have to be on a harsh steroid regime for the next 2 weeks before surgery...I'm going to see if they can push it til after Christmas. I'm not so excited about getting a Rihanna haircut not by choice...but I guess it's what I have to do.
Really makes you think tho at least it made me...people are so worried about petty shit. Hurting one another. Getting revenge. At the end of the day where does it get you? The harsh reality is tomorrow is never promised so don't waste today making someone's life hell. Worry about you and smile.
Gahhhh it scares me that I may not be here for my little guy. I'm having a huge scary surgery. I'm gonna have a wicked scar. It may come back. It may still need radiation. Sooooo many feelings I have right now. I leave you with just be thankful for all that you have cuz EVERYTHING can change in a second.
Wish me luck. This little guy needs his mommy.
-Shannon