Today I had my 12 week MRI scan. Now we are just waiting for results. I really hate scans. They are really hard on me emotionally....Arghh.
The stress they cause builds up for days. A few nights ago I went to bed worried about all that. Sometime in the night I had a dream that my scan had come back and the doctor came in and told me that the scan showed the cancer was all through my brain. I was so unhappy. Then the doctor said, "Don't worry, we did a study and it looks like you don't use your brain that much anyway so we are going to just take it out and turn you into a robot. Don't worry, we do this kind of thing all the time"
Everything happened so fast then and the next thing I knew I was waking up from surgery and I was a robot. The doctor handed a remote control to my wife with big buttons that said "Eat, talk, walk etc" Somehow I was supposed to be happy about the situation. I guess since I didn't have a brain any more it probably didn't matter. I woke up pretty unhappy though. I hope it was just a dream.