So a quick recap of the last six months makes my family look like we belong in a bubble. Fife months ago, I suffered a missed miscarriage and had to undergo a d & c. I had just gotten to the point of feeling like I was starting to heal, when my mom drops a huge bombshell on me.
I have to set this up, just to show how absurd it all was: Mom has had some hearing issues since last spring, when she got sick (cold-like) on a trip to China. Her ear closed and never reopened. She went back and forth, from one specialist to the next, with no clear answers. One doctor, clearly sensing her frustration, ordered an MRI. They thought, at worst, it was a bulging blood vessel in her hear and she would have to have very delicate surgery to correct it.
So we all got together at a festival/parade at the end of September and sat to watch the parade. It was getting late, and my daughter was getting tired, so we got up to leave. My mom leans over to my husband and says, "I need to talk to your wife before you go." It is then that she drops the bombshell that the MRI showed a brain tumor (unrelated to the hearing loss), and she was scheduled for gamma knife surgery within weeks. So as my brain was trying to process all of this, clowns are galloping by, youth riding by on unicycles, bands playing a marching tune. Unreal.
So fast forward to last week, which will be the subject of tomorrow's blog.
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