Beth Day

I felt like I had a meat cleaver in the side of my head and in the weeks previous I had been so tired all the time and running into door jams on my left side. Phil made me go to the doctor who said we need to get a scan.  They didn't like the scan and sent me to the ED for an MRI  This was about 4:00 last Friday, June 16th, 2017. By 7:00 pm that night, I found out I  had a goose egg tumor nestled deep in my brain noodles. I was told inoperable, too dangerous to get and I was given grave words like weeks/months and maybe a year. We discussed transport to a larger facility with many opinions. After reviews from several tumor boards around the country,  it was determined travel for biopsy was not necessary and re-sectioning was too dangerous. Risks of the biopsy were discussed and scary. We scheduled ASAP for Tuesday, June 20th at 1:00 pm. I was kept in ICU as the doc felt my tumor was at risk of causing problems. The friends and family streamed in and out.