I don't know, but I'm pretty sure some people are screwing with me. I'm getting a few coming up to me, head cocked, "How are you today?" "You doing OK?" Some are genuinely nice people who are being very sweet. And I appreciate that.... others, I'm pretty sure are messing with me. They know are being nice, and know I have no defense for that. I'm better equipped for the jokes. My favorites so far are "Are you going to keep your brain bits in a jar on you desk so you can refer to them if you need to?" (no BTW, I asked, they won't let me keep them, I wanted to put them in a jar with wax lips on it) Someone else I work with wants to pay my neurosurgeon to etch his name in my brain so I can always say "I was just thinking about you..." I think more so he wants to patent the first ever brain tattoo, he's thinking once Britney Spears hears about it, he'll be rich when it catches on.

By far my most favorite comment has come from someone who has never let me down with the quick responses. I walked into the trade room and asked him for something to which he asked "are you in your right mind?" and I replied "well its not so much a matter of right or left as it is top or bottom" a few minutes later he asked how long I'd be out with the surgery, and I told him that I was told me up to eight weeks, but when I saw the Dr. that week, he said I could be back to work as early as two. So without skipping a beat he said "What, did he realize it was your brain so this is a minor surgery?" I had to agree. there was nothing else I could say.

You can see my brain falling down the back of my head here. Its not supposed to do that... also equally suspicious, the hole in the middle there... usually referred to as the "common sense gland" see how small it is compared to the space allowed there?

Pic 1

Took Doug and Mom to the Dr

Another couple hours in the waiting room, but it was worth it. Doug and Mom got to ask the Dr questions, and it sounds like I may not be home from work that long. Eight weeks max, but could be as early as two. Made me feel better about surgery, anesthesia, and recovery. Brain is down to the C2 spine, knew it was really big. haha

Doug is working on finding some pics now from the MRI, to post. -proof of my giant brain. maybe he can get them up tonight or I might be able to do it tomorrow.

I get headaches

I have created this blog to keep family and friends updated on my surgery, and to give me something to do when I am home. I don't know what to expect yet, but my surgery date is March 8, 2010.

I'm really nervous, but excited for the chance to live a more normal life. I do believe you need humor to get thru things. if I sound like I'm not taking this seriously, I assure you I am. But you have to find some of this funny. Soooo, I can worry, or I can vent here, and crack a joke or two. For 30 years I thought I was normal, just a wuss. I thought everyone got a "flash headache" from coughing or sneezing. I knew I blacked out sometimes, but thought I was just quarky. I thought everyone got queasy from turning their head or standing up, so I didn't say anything. Coordination was never my thing, but again, I thought I was normal, just a little off. Now I know why.

I'll try to keep everyone posted on my progress, and the day of my decompression Doug will post how it went here. This will also keep him from having to call so many people and let him concentrate on me more... :) haha

I don't know how often I will keep up with this before the surgery, but I'm sure I'll play with it some. If anything major happens, or there is any news, I'll post here.