July 2023. Started having seizures. Learned it was brain cancer.
June 2024. Surgeries successful. Radiation successful. Immunotherapy successful. But I had a seizure while riding a bike. Hundreds of people on the Bronx River Parkway, closed for cyclists Sunday. I’m eternally grateful to the people who matter-of-factly helped me off the bike and onto the verge. My right arm twitched and jerked for a few minutes and it gradually settled down.
September 2024. The brain MRI shows inflammation spreading around the surgery sites, but the same kind of pressure on the brain as the original tumors.
October 2024. Two seizures three days apart put on the ground. Much worse than last time. Can’t talk. Body freezes up. Panting. Twitching.
I don’t think I’ve ever been as sore as I was a day or so later.
Treatment for brain inflammation is usually steroids, but taking them interferes with my immunotherapy. There are alternatives, but they’ll take a few days to get sorted.
Meanwhile, I’m shockingly grateful to have survived another event, with my faculties (mostly) intact.
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