If I Had Half a Brain...

i was asked by several loyal readers (you know who you are) to give some updates on my brain tumor (which shall henceforth be refered to as either my Brake Fluid, Bran Flavor or Brain Fever alla Soapdish)...
as of now, i still don't know jack. i'm going to an ENT tomorrow (no, not a spirit of the trees you Lord of the Rings geek, an Ear Nose Throat doctor). i'm stopping off to pick up the 1st MRI to bring him so that maybe he can shed some light. i'll be honest: i'm hoping that he spots something that my 1st doc hasn't and that it turns out to be a Polly Pocket that somehow got stuck in my ear when i was 7 which never found it's way out. yeah, i know, the odds aren't in my favor, but a guy can dream right? seriously, i don't think the ENT will be able to tell me much of anything, not if it's a neurological thing. But, i've got the appointment, so we'll see what he says.

Whatever he tells me, i promise that Thursday will bring more news.


"I just can't get you out of my head...every night and every day...i just can't get you out of my head"- Can't Get You Out of My Head (Kylie Minogue)