Today is my first MRI following Trudy’s departure. Like I had previously posted, we’ll find out if she has shriveled up or the 0.5-1% of her has stuck around or, ugh, I don’t even want to say it—grown. Obviously, I am hoping there are zero signs of her overstaying her welcome. I am also hoping I don’t have a freak out when they put me into that claustrophobia trap. Fingers crossed ALL goes well there!
My shunt is being reprogrammed today too. Yeah, remember that thing? I feel like all I ever talk about is Trudy (who deserves NO attention). Poor ole shunt gets no attention anymore. My shunt’s still around! I will be discussing with Dr. Anderson what the next steps with that are (meaning how often do I have to have this thing reprogrammed, do I need to have this forever, what is its purpose now, what is the removal surgery like, etc?) I have mixed emotions about ole shunt. I would prefer to not have it the rest of my life, but then again, it saved my life.
It doesn’t really bother me; I just have a huge bump on the back of my head from it. It’ll become one of those annoying things I’ll have to explain every time I get my hair washed before it is cut.
Hair wash girl: “Do you know you have a bump on the back of your head?” (Thinking it’s a tumor or that I got clocked in the back of my head in a fist fight—judging me).
Me: “Oh yeah, that’s my shunt.”
H: “What’s that?”
M: “Like a drain. It was used to drain fluid from my brain when I had my brain tumor.” (Trying to really freak her out).
What does this “reprogramming” consist of? I’m really not sure; I’ll let you know. Here’s a pic of how ole shunt is healing. My hair is gettin’ pretty long! (7/18/13, 8/15/13, & 9/30/13)