For months I was feeling ill all the time. After many visits to my GP she was convinced that I was either pregnant or depressed. I suppose that is all that is thought of when a seemingly healthy 26 year old is complaining of extreme fatigue, headaches, nausea, dizziness, and memory issues. Every specialist gave me a new minor diagnosis, but nothing covered all of my symptoms. I was frustrated with doctors, so I accepted that I would continue to feel sick without a diagnosis.
It was not until I had a seizure and went to the hospital that doctors really looked into my complaints. The third day of my hospital stay, my neurologist dropped a bomb on me. I had a brain tumor and needed immediate brain surgery to remove it. I heard my life screech, halt and crash like a train derailing.
As a speech pathologist I work with people with various types of brain injuries. I had all the symptoms of a brain tumor, but the thought never crossed my mind. I never thought it could happen to me, I felt sick but not that sick. I had a gnawing feeling that my problem was neurological, but I pushed it aside like all the doctors did.
I had surgery three days after being diagnosed. Every day I went through all the stages of grief, particularly anger and denial, yet the night before the surgery I was ready. I badly wanted the tumor out of my head and in a jar in some lab.
Diagnosing a brain tumor is not straightforward. I was told it was more of an art than a science. It took three of the top pathologists and four weeks to get an official diagnosis. Waiting for the pathology results was hell. I felt that knowing the tumor type would help me get on with my life. Yet even after receiving my pathology report, I did not feel any different because my tumor type is so rare that no one knows what to expect.
Living with a tumor often feels like I have a ticking time-bomb in my head, then I think how I have had this tumor for at least 12 years without knowing it. It gives me solace to think of how much that I have accomplished and what I have done with a brain tumor. Since I now know it exists, my perspective is different, but I will not let this tumor get in the way of doing what I want in life. Although it has only been six months since my diagnosis, I have set my goals on fighting this.
I feel that my experiences with a brain tumor and surgery has given me a different insight in working with people with brain injuries and other disabilities. It has made me a better therapist as I can relate more to my patients and their families. I have seen children and adolescents that have great strength despite having severe disabilities. This inspires me to keep a positive outlook and to endure all that life gives me.
My life may have derailed on October 28th, 2008 but I am starting to get it back to where I want it to be. I have been through a lot and there is probably more to come, but that is okay because I am a survivor.