The monster has grown back significantly during the past two months, now almost totally filling the tumour cavity left by the last operation snd extending into the other half of my poor brain (it always affects the weakest part, doesn’t it ?). I haven’t spoken to my Neurosurgeon yet, but my Oncologist assumed a grave voice when I talked to her on the phone.
I am feeling physically fit, if a bit tired at times, but the psychological stress on Milena and our two girls is taking its toll and I’m not exactly behaving like Mr. Cool at all times. Don’t know what we are going to do next, but we’ve decided to enjoy the time we have together and to build a lot of good memories to be able to draw from in the future.
I’ll continue to post and if anyone wants to come down here to drink with me to life, love, and good friends you know how to find me.