In the span of the past 22 years, while intra-cranial, brain stem, and peripheral nerve tumors succeeded at punching tickets for many world petri-dish tours (and many other tumors happily hopped with Przybysz), the former* dumbbell-shaped tumors, particularly in the thoracic region of my spinal cord, were generally happy with the spectacles of neural activity spurred by the over eight times of losing and rebuilding of my legs/walking**.

I am truly blessed to be alive, and to have this present opportunity of building up some targeted support areas prior to surgical intervention. Tomorrow commences our weekly sessions at the site of the trifecta rebuild of 2009.

I’m at peace with all the cells in my body. I work with them, they work with me. Like any relationship, it’s all about respect and reciprocity.

Move this!

* They are now dendritic and inhibiting the flow of spinal fluid.

** Cane on campus, at 18? Liberating. The joy of walking! Golf cart stories? Priceless!
Acting as a twenty-something example for elderly neighbors who were reluctant to use mobility aids? Down with stigma; all hail function!

Ok, the deal tmrw: we check into pre-op at 7am, then it’s a couple hours to actual surgery start time. My docs are very detail-oriented and they will take extra precautions for intubation as well as accessing the surgery spot. This is a large right meningioma and some of my ABI internal components may need to be handled during the surgery to remove the tumor. My doctors are tremendously experienced and they will be both prepared, as well as ready to handle surprises. Just keep the faith. My team has seen me through a lot over the years. They are very cautious and conservative about preserving functions (above all, life) and anatomical structures. With extras in my head, the surgery could be very long. I’m focused on stability, positives, and confident in the process. And just really hoping my brain doesn’t let
down anyone. ;-)