My brain tumour is actually quite big, but it hasn’t got any bigger
I nearly fell off my barstool the first time mum mentioned her brain tumour. She talks of her brain scans last year, before dad died. Holding her fingers and thumbs together to demonstrate the circumference of the tumour. Golfball. Is she exaggerating? I hope so. I can hear the Doctors jargon seeping into her story and marvel at her ability to act the story
It’s not where it will affect my eyesight. She closes her eyes
It will affect my balance if it grows. She lifts her left leg and holds her ankle behind her back demonstrating her good balance.
No surgery for mum, mum thinks this is because she’s old, may recover slowly, and brain surgery is expensive. She doesn’t sound too put-out. She sounds pleased – to have avoided surgery. I can empathise with this.