I updated my signature - running out of room!
My residual this time is being reported in mm vs cm - I was relieved to see the post op MRI since the report is confusing. I now have two little blobs with a very thin sliver of tumor connecting them. My brain stem is not being pushed around anymore, and despite the fact that tapering off the steroids has me up at 3 in the morning nursing a sore head, I feel so much better for it.
Unfortunately, I seem to be a magnet for complications - forgive me if this is a repeat, but here's how my treatment has gone thus far:
June 2019 had the tumor reduced via translab - I had a bad hematoma from the abdominal fat transplant, but otherwise healed well. They left quite a bit behind - stuck to my facial nerve and brain stem, and I already had facial numbness/no tear or saliva production on the AN side.
By September, I had a CROS hearing aid set up and hearing better than I have in decades - some improvements in facial nerve showing up especially by November so I was pretty happy.
Dec MRI showed my residual tumor is growing fast. Plan is to revise the surgery - they expect to be able to get more tumor this time and will follow up with GK.
Second surgery left me with a little blob of tumor at each end of a very skinny sliver. Tummy tried to act up again but they fixed that before I even got to ICU. Unfortunately, I reacted to a post op pain killer and threw up for 24 hours, I also experienced a sudden onset of head noise (I can't call it tinnitus, I've been plunged into an emergency generator) and my non tumor side hearing disappeared. I'm profoundly deaf.
By second evening, we realized I had a CSF leak they fixed that first thing next morning - definitely more sore than the tumor surgery.
A week before I found out my tumor was regrowing, I sadly realized that my 28 year marriage could not be salvaged. My January 13th surgery was on my 28th wedding anniversary, and my divorce was finalized 28th January - I can't imagine what everyone in court must have thought since I was still pretty bruised! At first it was like a cruel joke, but I had the amazing support an love of my son, my local friends, and my sister flew from England to join me. Interestingly, this experience has resolved what I dreaded: wondering if I'd never know if I did the right thing. Let me tell you - do not go through brain surgery twice with the wrong person. I did the right thing.
Monday I meet my neurosurgeon to discuss GK, and February 24th I'll be receiving a cochlear implant for the hearing loss on the non tumor side. April, I will be meeting a bunch of girlfriends from around the US at major fiber festival - we knit, weave, take classes etc. I've put the organizers on notice that I will be exploring all avenues for accommodating hearing impairment, to get the most out of my return to my real world. Life is good.