pictoral proof that we celebrated Easter.
Consonance. Aligning with things that are the same. Agreement. in this specific case, things that help. I was hopeful that my surgery would net some significant changes, but it seems like there are only slight changes. Surgery slight significant. It’s both steps forward and back. I can probably get further in the long run. In the short term though there are some deficits. I’m still weak. I’m still very tired. But I didn’t have to stay long at the hospital at all. I was only there one night. The crazy COVID situation probably made them as eager for me to leave as I was eager to leave. It seems like things were aligned.
I’m not trying to be critical of any care I would receive at the hospital. But my private nurse, my wife, fortunately and unfortunately has plenty of experience caring for me, specifically, after brain surgery. In essence, I was probably better off at home under her watchful eye, and the hospital was probably better off dedicating space and resources to other people in need. “Lucky” me but also lucky me.
I have a follow up coming up in a few days, Wednesday, April 15, with my neuro-surgeon and my neuro-oncologist. Not only will they check on the state of things, AKA the state of my incision, but they may have at least a preliminary plan for how to proceed. A few weeks ago there were three areas of concern. Surgery took care of the accessible one. The material collected in the surgery should assist in formulating a plan for the remaining spots. Possibly some combination of radiation and immunotherapy. Chemo has already ravaged my bone marrow, so I’m told. After my short visit with the drs. we’ll retreat back into our crazy covid inspired quarantine with a new plan.