I had the brain surgery on September 9th. Apparently it went pretty quickly and I only had to spend one night in the hospital. Oh, and drum roll please, biopsy confirmed the growth was all necrosis! That means no progression. What. A. Relief. I go for a follow-up MRI in a couple weeks.
Let’s talk about recovery. Dang. That’s been rough. I was on steroids to prevent swelling in my brain. And my body does NOT do well on steroids. I don’t sleep. And the more days I went without sleep, the worse I felt. It got to the point where I could barely muster up the energy to go from the bed to the couch. And because my body was so deprived of sleep, the food I was eating was basically just keeping me alive. Ok, that’s probably a little dramatic. But it was just keeping me mildly functional and not nourishing my body at all. So, I ended up losing weight which I didn’t need to do.
Also, brain fog and delirium started to set in. Did I take my meds right? Have I eaten anything today? Do I have kids? Haha just kidding. I could never forget my boys. But after a while I started to feel totally crazy. And angry! Gosh just keeping myself in check was a struggle all on its own. Thank goodness for my husband and my mom. They took care of me and of everything my family and our home require.
After two weeks on steroids I’m finally completely off them. You have to wean off them; the doctors won’t you just quit cold turkey. All that to say that’s why it has taken me so long to write a blog to update you. Can you imagine what I would have written in the midst of it all? Y’all would have thought I was nuts! And you would have been right. But I’m back. I feel better every day. I’m working out. And I’m sleeping. Sleep. What a luxury.
As always, thank you for your prayers. They are working. And keeping in true fashion, I’ll leave you with a song that “spoke” to me. ❤
Cancer Doesn't Have Me 