Tumors, Target and Macchiatos (or Another Monday Jaunt to the Neurosurgeon)

i had a really good day, yesterday. john came with me and we hung out the whole day. the MRI place didn't give any lip, which was very surprising, so we had an extra hour to kill in the Dr.'s waiting room which we used to mock and heckle the other patients. it's terrible how much fun John and i can have, while sitting in a doctor's waiting room.in retrospect, it was probably a pretty mean thing to do considering why most people were there, but it really made me feel alot better, and you'd really be surprised at the things people deem appropriate to wear to the doctor. at certain points, we were laughing so hard we were nearly crying. i think the fact that he was high on caffiene kinda helped. john began to resemble Whitney, circa 2005, at one point: teeth grinding and trembling. it also inspired him to do his fabled Ellen Greene impersonation.

everything is fine. according to Dr. Demonico, everything's status quo in my brain; the tumor is stable: it hasn't grown in the last six months and it's not impinging on my hearing or the movement of my facial muscles. the current course of action? we wait another 6 months and go through another round of MRI's and Audiograms. if everthing is still stable in May (ie. the tumor has not grown, and i'm not showing a decrease in hearing) then i can start making annual visits, instead of semi-annual.

after the doctor we went for lunch and then to Target where i picked up some fabulous garland to string along the fence! i still feel strange, walking through Target, thinking "wow, there is some really cool stuff here". growing up, i always thought of Target as a 2nd rate Kmart. Target, i wish i'd met you sooner; i'm sorry i avoided you for so long. after i dropped John off, i picked up Stephen and we came home to make dinner and hang the garland. afterward, were settled in to watch the last episode of season 5 of Buffy and then Heroes.

again: it was a good day.

Incidentally, this is the last you'll be reading my tumor trouble, at least until next may. we now return my life, already in progress....