And Here's To Health

The last health update was "The End of a Tumour" post back in June so I thought an update was in order (as that was the reason for the blog in the first place) so here goes.

I'm fine....

Actually, there really isn't much more than that. I have had two MRI scans and one EEG since June. The last MRI was yesterday and the scan results were identical to September's which was slightly clearer of foreign matter than June's. The EEG in November showed only tiny symptoms of abnormality and they were probably mine already.

Prof Neuro is very happy and so am I
My seizure medication (Timonil) has been dropped to 2x300mg from 2x400mg from 3x400mg a day with no adverse (or favourable) effects.

Leftover ill effects are fairly regular but light headaches in the left-hand brain stem area as already mentioned in the past. The lack of sensitivity on my RHS seems to have almost gone away (most of the time).

Given the improvements I kept asking about allowing more than 30% work. Finally, in November Prof. Neuro (obviously fed up with my nagging) said NO for at least another year!

So there you have it .... normal 30% life has resumed for now.
I think I've missed out on too many risks
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To laugh is to risk appearing a fool,
To weep is to risk appearing sentimental.
To reach out to another is to risk involvement,
To expose feelings is to risk exposing your true self.
To place your ideas and dreams before a crowd is to risk their loss.
To love is to risk not being loved in return,
To live is to risk dying,
To hope is to risk despair,
To try is to risk failure.

But risks must be taken because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing.
The person who risks nothing, does nothing, has nothing, is nothing.
He may avoid suffering and sorrow, but he cannot learn, feel change, grow or live.

Chained by his servitude he is a slave who has forfeited all freedom.
Only a person who risks is free.

The pessimist complains about the wind;
The optimist expects it to change;
And the realist adjusts the sails.


William Arthur Ward