1/31/2023 Phone call.
My stomach drops as my Nero surgeon calls. He said that the MRI shows my tumor has grown. Very little but has grown. I am sick to my stomach. My wife is almost in tears. She does try to be positive, but sometimes you just want to give up hope for getting better. I still can't walk, talk and control my right side. My eye and ear are still unfunctional. My speech is bad, most people can't understand me.
All in all, my doctor wants to think about radiation. He wants me to take another MRI in April. Then he wants me to or us to make a trip down to Henry Ford to discuss the results and to plan what is next.
I am shaken and disappointed. It seems like all the work and therapy I am doing isn't working. I can't think straight, literally, I am a loss for words.
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