I think if I ever get really sick I’m going to do it in Australia. A week between diagnosis and operation. Not bad. Lolly had her sister post an update to her blog.
She went in at about 11:15am and got out at about 3:30ish, and they say that everything went really well.
She has her eye sight, good reactions in her limbs, and is fully conscience of where she is and so forth.
Much to all our relief there have been no side effects so far. She is spending the night in ICU for observation to make sure that nothing bad starts happening. Apart from being hot, a bit nauseous and having manky hair, it looks like so far everything is going really well.
We haven’t been updated on whether they got all the tumor out, or if she has pins in her head or any of that yet, but that should happen tomorrow.
Part of me is relieved, and the part of me that spent a week badgering doctors in an ICU in Florida is waiting for the other shoe to drop. Yeah, I know: different people, different tumors, different prognoses.
But I always hear dice.