Finally....it begins.

So, yesterday was weird.  I had stayed up late the night before working on some music (for my job - YAY!) and also I'm not feeling quite myself.  I might have a little cold or something.  I ended up coming home from work and sleeping very deeply.  But from the point of the tumor, I've noticed a slight decrease in my patience and to an even smaller degree, my concentration.  It's just a little bit, but after knowing about the tumor for a couple of weeks, I've reassessed a lot of stuff and the tumor accounts for a lot of the tiny changes that I've just barely noticed for a while.  

Anyway, here's the news we've all been waiting for:  I have an appointment with the partner of the neurosurgeon.  This new doc apparently has more experience with this part of the brain and also puts tumors on a fast-track, prioritizing brain surgery over spinal surgery.  I guess this means that someone might be getting their spinal surgery re-scheduled, but I hope they can understand.  I know (as evidenced in the previous posts) that I wouldn't be as able to wait for something as scary as spinal surgery.  But the appointment is near the end of February and the surgery will likely take place in the week of the 27th.  This may seem like a long time out.  The first neurosurgeon assured me that I'm not in super-imminent danger, as opposed to (and this is my analogy) open chest cavity or something.  According to the medical assistant, I am on the rush track:  She'll mail me the paperwork I need to fill out and then I'm not supposed to mail it back, in order to save time.  This all does seem something like a molasses race, especially since it's about 35º outside.  But maybe my mind is racing a bit.

This gives me some structure to my near future though, which brings a bit of relief.  Now I get a few things accomplished before the surgeries and all the risk associated with that. ;)