One of my biggest concerns going into the surgery was how my brain (my interface with the external world) would be after the surgery. Now that I'm six days out of the surgery itself and I can finally type fairly accurately again, here's some stuff I notice:
My hearing is different. When I listen to stuff I've been working on in the recording situation, it just sounds different and I am at an unusual spot where I don't have adjectives to describe it. It's not bad, just different. I think it's why my guitar playing feels different also. I expect to hear one thing when I do this other with my fingers and I hear something slightly different. It'll just take a little getting used to. Maybe after I'm healed up I'll get a hearing test and see if I've lost some high frequencies. My friend who went through this said that she lost a little on the top of her audio spectrum.
The other being the hair. My head is half shaven, but the per the doctor, I was warned. ;) I'm going to try to get it symmetrical as soon as possible.
Thanks again to everyone who is commenting and offering support. I really do appreciate it. I read every comment and it really does help. Thanks!
Today I am highly grateful for the persistence and tenacity of a couple of people, one of whom I've never even met. First, I'm humbled and honored to have been offered by two separate musical groups to have fundraiser concerts put into action for me. The leader of one of the groups I've played with offered his services in this manner right after I announced the news to another group that we both play in. The news was still fresh and I was still reeling from it and so I kinda let things slide on it. I got an email from him today and I called him back. He's going to head up a committee to work the logistics of a fundraiser in Portland with a jazz theme. If you would like to help out with recommendations of venues, offers of calling people to line up various logistical stuff, etc., please click the 'contact' link at the top and let me know. I'll put you and him into contact with each other. I'm not asking for anyone to take on a full-time job, but if you have some ideas or are familiar with this kind of process, it would be of great help.
The other persistent and tenacious person is the mother-in-law of a friend of mine who has gone through a very similar situation. She emailed me and I was caught up in my freak-out. As things started to calm down a bit, I called her and left a message. She called me and left a message. Then this evening she called me again and we talked for about an hour. She shared the details of what she experienced after her surgery - both the horrifying (having a headache for six weeks) and the beautiful and hopeful (the fact that she was alive a coherently talking to me at all) details. She also welcomed me into one of the many exclusive clubs you never ever intend to join, where the motto is "it's better to be seen than viewed".
The other band that is planning a fundraiser here in the town where I live. The band is called Majik and Jai plays in it. I will post more details about that as they become available.
Given that I finally get to see the neurosurgeon tomorrow, looks like this picture I took a while back (before I knew I would really need it) is today's photo du jour. ;)
It's me, Kevin, but with a brain tumor. Disclaimer: I have a very dry and twisted sense of humor. This is a scary situation. The jokes ("tumor humor") could be a little dark from time to time. I intend to keep this rather interesting for you, but if I get a "how could you SAY that?!?" response from you, know it's just, well, I hesitate to use "gallows" humor, but I don't have better phrase for it. Enjoy, and thanks for your support through this time.