Trying to treat myself to a good Halloween MRI.
Words blurred and I lost consciousness. My eyes opened but that was all. Questions. Answers flooded my mind, but hid from my lips. Modeled to the crowd - injected into the wheeled circus. Bed paraded down the hall, as if it takes that many to push it. Cancer haunted rooms, tests, and lips. Eerie. Silent. … Continue reading Diagnosed
Life with brain cancer after emergency mode. The cycle of appointments and MRIs.