Paula Lane

It all started when she was dropping stitches. Yeah, you all know what that means to Mom/Paula/Mama. On April 10th, she called her doctor and said she was having tremors in her left hand, her eye sight wasn't right, and she just was not feeling well. They told her to go to the hospital immediately. Upon doing a scan, they found a tumor in her right temporal lobe that I refer to as the turd! Fast forward through her being transferred to Strong from Highland, surgery to remove the turd was scheduled for the 13th which was also my brother's 46th birthday. Her surgeon was Kevin Walter and he did a great job at being able to remove the entire tumor. That's the good news. The rest isn't good at all. Glioblastoma is the turd's real name and it sucks. It's aggressive and fast growing.  Chemo and radiation, as well as rehabilitation, are out next steps of treatment.


That's her health in a nutshell. There's no knitting happening. The only reading is happening on her kindle because she can get the words big enough for her to read. Her mind is there but fine and gross motor skills are lacking. Her spirits are good considering everything.