Q's Personal Legend

"When a person really desires something, all the universe conspires to help that person to realize his dream," said the alchemist, echoing the words of the old king. The boy understood. Another person was there to help him toward his Personal Legend.

-- The Alchemist, Paulo Coelho

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I teach Social Studies at a Georgia high school.

Thursday, July 13, 2006

Woo hoo!

Two years ago, my dad called me up and informed me that he had a brain tumor. The only reason they found it was because of the ringing in his ear that the doc's couldnt stop. A CT scan revealed a massive tumor in the lining of his brain the size of a grapefruit half. So dad went under the knife and had the tumor removed, or so we hoped. The tumor had grown through the skull and could not be salvaged, the skull part had to be thrown out. Unfortunately, the area was so large that the doc could not construct a prosthetic right then. So for 12 weeks, dad had to wear a helmet to protect his head. (**side note: It infuriates me that some people do not think before they act. For example, one idiot went over to my dad and rapped on the top of the helmet. He is lucky that I was not there. Obviously, dude, the helmet was there for a reason, not a fashion statement.) So, when the prosthetic arrived, dad braved the knife again. The fluid from the brain, so used to being free, rebelled at the new enclosure. Dad suffered from seizures. The family freaked. We thought we lost him. My dad is young, considering he has a kid in her 30s. I never thought I would have to worry about him until I was middle-aged myself. He learned to walk quickly. Not two months later he walked unassisted--excellent I thought, but he was frustrated. His facial muscles have taken longer to cooperate. I have trouble understanding him at times.

But last week, dad had his routine MRI to make sure that all the tumor was gone and not regrowing. IT IS ALL GONE!

Hallelujah! Congratulations dad! I love you.

1 Comments:

Blogger elementaryhistoryteacher said...

That is simply fantastic about your dad. I understand what you mean about feeling too young to have to be dealing with parental health issues. My mother has been in a slow decline for almost 20 years. She is in a nursing home and is in the last states of COPD---due to many, many years of smoking. I also understand medical miracles...four years ago my mother-in-law was diagnosed with stage 4 ovarian. They aggressively used chemo before and after surgury. She is cancer free today. The statistics state she shouldn't be here. A co-worker of mine was diagnosed with stage 4 ovarian at the same time but she passed away two years later.

It's nice to hear from a Georgia teacher. I plan on linking to you and thanks for participating in my celebration!

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