Here’s a before and after shot of the tumor and lack therein thereof:
As you can see, the tumor and surrounding edema looked like a little laughing devil of all things (MRI from January 10). The space left in the after shot (February 12 - one day after surgery) is cerebrospinal fluid that is decreasing daily allowing my brain to return to its normal, shapely self.
My not-so-fly-by-night (they have a beautiful office next to Kotva) traveler's insurance company, Slavia, cancelled my policy that was to begin on Friday, the 22nd of February. They did or will, however, pay for almost everything, apparently, up until that date. So, I have no insurance and am paying out of pocket for all further treatment until I can sort this out. I begin chemo at a monthly cost alone of CZK 50K ($3030) – 80K ($4850) on the 11th of March.
I pulled my crown out in the middle of ‘Atonement’ on Thursday night on a ‘Mike&Ike’ that Jiffy had sent in a care package a couple of weeks before. Luckily, he was sitting next to me, so I could put it in his hand and gross him out. Glad he didn’t eat it. And very glad it wasn’t one of the ‘Jaw Breakers’ he sent me. Too many MRIs and a tube down your throat during surgery can loosen dental work.
Unfortunately, I had chewed on it a bit before realizing it wasn’t a Mike&Ike anomaly, but my very own crown. I had it stuck back on yesterday at the dentist with some temporary glue, but it looks a mess. Didn’t get a picture, sorry.
My Mom accidentally hit me in the head (right in the spot) with her umbrella during an incredibly light drizzle yesterday on our way to see my neurologist. I was pretty livid, but I’m fine.
Despite those little setbacks, I feel (relatively and under the circumstances: less than three weeks after major brain surgery with chemo looming in less than two) great and am getting better everyday. My strength is gradually coming back and I’m gaining weight, as I’ll need both for the chemo. I’m sleeping about five and a half hours a night in two sessions.
I’m even having a little party today at St. Nicholas Café in Malá Strana, Tržiště 10 – same street as the US Embassy – from 4PM, if you feel like stopping by. I’ll be gone by 10PM, though. Tomorrow, we have lunch at Ivan’s house in Nusle. More on why I have such a close relationship with my former roommates and why Czech neurologists are so beautiful in future posts.
Me and Jiffy and my first alcoholic beer since January 14. Didn’t and don’t miss it. Who would have thought that all you need is a brain tumor to quit drinking :-)