Background and overview

I learnt more about the health system from being an inpatient than I had in 20 years of working as a neuropsychologist. I was unexpectedly diagnosed with two brain tumours on 4/9/13. They turned out to be grade IV Gliomas (glioblastoma multiforme (GBM)). After removal of the right parietal and left occipital tumours, I received the standard treatment under the Stupp protocol (combined Temozolamide (TMZ) and conformal radiotherapy 5 days/week for 6 weeks), but the TMZ had to be ceased after 5 weeks because I had started to develop pancytopenia, where more than one of my blood counts had begun to drop. By Christmas 2013, I had become anaemic and needed a couple of blood transfusions. I ended up in hospital for 3 weeks of the 2014 new year after experiencing my first seizure (suggestive of a right temporal lobe focus) on 31/12/13). They were so worried about my bone marrow, they did a biopsy. Luckily, it was all clear of any nasty disorders. It had just been suppressed by the TMZ My blood counts slowly returned to normal with daily injections of GCSF, which stimulate bone marrow function, for several months. For 17 months I was doing better each day, without any physical impairments or major cognitive problems A third brain tumour was found in the right temporal lobe on 2/1/15, and removed 6/1/15, only to reappear on 17/2/15 after I started to feel vague symptoms at the end of 2014. I had my 4th round of brain surgery on 1/3/15, followed by stereotaxic radio surgery of a residual, inoperable, tumour, on 17/4/15. I've been feeling like my old self again since that highly precise form of radiotherapy, and it feels fabulous.

My way of coping.
I choose to live in hope that everything will work out for the best. I've learnt that even though things are sometimes unpleasant, life and love go on forever. I put my faith in the life force that created and unites us all in love, across all time, space, and dimensions. I refuse to succumb to fear, which is an invention of our imaginations. There are an infinite number of things to fear, both in this world an in our imaginations, and most of them never eventuate. I choose not to dwell on them, and to focus instead on counting my many blessings, current and past, and to have faith and hope that if I look after the present moment, the future will look after itself.

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Thursday, 30 April 2015

Oh ****!

I've very recently developed tingling on the right side of my face, down my right arm to the hand,  ring and little finger, and down the outside of my right leg. It began 2 nights ago and  is back again today. I'm concerned that something is growing in my left hemisphere, possibly left parietal, below the sensory cortex. No motor signs yet that I'm aware of. My power was ok when i saw an oncologist yesterday. He wrote a referral for an mri, the earliest they could see me was next Tuesday. If he calls them today and says it's urgent, they might be able to see me sooner than that.  
Such a dratted nuisance, especially after feeling so good walking all over town  in  the autumn sunshine yesterday. I'm not permitting myself to worry about it, only to take positive action, like trying to get my mri scan done today or tomorrow, and calling my radiation oncologist in Melbourne to ask about waiting times for stereotaxic radiosurgery. Deep breath, time for a shower after a morning of diarrohea as bad as I had at the lake palace hotel in Udaipur, 17 years ago (think of the palaceon the lake at the start of the james bond movie called Octopussy). I must rush, lots to do this afternoon.
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