I’m breaking my vow (again) which opposes stepping back from the avatarian me to divulge personal information. But this is important — even more so than the last time, when it was good news about moving from Dallas to Indy to regain employment.
Last Sunday morning, I was suddenly (and I do mean suddenly) struck with a change in my vision (the input from each eye no longer overlapped), and the vertigo and nausea you’d expect as a result. The condition went away sufficiently to drive to work Monday and Tuesday, but Wednesday (two days ago as I write this) it came back with a vengeance. Thursday, I cadged a ride from my RL girlfriend to the ER at the local hospital, and spent most of the day there, mostly waiting for a CAT scan and an MRI of my head.
Good news is: both scans uncovered no evidence of a stroke. No surprise to me — I hadn’t felt a loss of any of my usual faculties. Weird news is: the MRI revealed a “mass” on the left temporal lobe of my brain. The consulting neurologist walked me through the images, and explained that its location probably has no correlation with the vision change… nevertheless, there it is, about 1 cm in diameter, sitting on top of the normal brain tissue.
There are two likely origins: either it’s what he called a “primary tumor”, or a metastasis of cancer elsewhere. The second likelihood will be confirmed or ruled out by another CT scan of neck to crotch (I am, after all, a long term smoker…). After the day’s ordeal, and the sudden news, I elected not to stay and have that scan done yesterday — so that topic is still in limbo. It’ll be scheduled as an outpatient procedure some time early next week; then the neurologist will call me in to his office to discuss results.
Regardless, the brain lesion itself will need to be biopsied, which requires surgery, and all that you might expect that goes with it: hole saw into my skull (a “cookie craniotomy”, he called it) and removal of the offending tissue – also not scheduled yet, not until after we determine if it’s primary or a metastasis.
Obviously, malignancy (either in the brainbox or elsewhere) will require further treatment — but, as of today, that’s unknown. One big reason why it’s unknown is so I don’t have to spend this weekend under a darker shadow than I already have.
So, there you have it. I’m sorry to dump, but there are too many online/inworld-only friends for whom I have no other channel than Twitter, and this was obviously much more than 140-characters’ worth.
More news as it develops.