THEN

UNTIL NOW I HAVE IT.

This is harder than having the tumor itself. Because I do not know how to get out of the mess created by my own head.

IT IS MORE DEVASTATING.

IT IS MORE DRAINING.

Life gets a little bit harder by the day.

Everytime I got out, after some time, I got back in again, with the help of yes, myself.

 

BUT AFTER YESTERDAY, I REALIZED THAT LIFE IS TOO SHORT TO BE LIVING IN A MESS.

SO I MADE THIS BLOG.

TO MAKE ME FORGET, ONE STEP AT A TIME.

ILL WRITE EVERYTHING FROM HEREON ONWARDS.

HOPEFULLY ONE DAY I’LL BE ABLE TO READ THIS AND SMILE ABOUT EVERYTHING THAT IS WRITTEN HERE.

 

WHERE IT ALL BEGAN

Hello Everyone,

So before I created this site, I already had a lot made.

Let me give a brief introduction of myself. I’m K, 25 years old, graduate of BS Pharmacy, currently self-employed.

Last 2016, August, I was (un/)lucky enough to be given a free CT scan at my workplace. I was working for a week in a medium hospital at the small town of San Pedro. And (un/)fortunately, the scan they freely gave me showed that there was something not normal in my cranial CT.

The physician in charge of reading the final result was not there yet, so I had to wait for a day for the official reading.

YUP, there was a mass in the right side of my cerebellum.

Cerebellum is the part of the brain which is responsible for speech and motor skills.

I did not want to believe.

I did not know that out of all the people, I was the one (un/)lucky enough to be in this kind of position.

But it was the reality…

That same year, October, I got operated. Everything went well. Even though we do not have enough money, my parents, especially my mother, succeeded on getting me in and out of the hospital. I was also one of the luckiest in having the hospital’s NeuroSurgery department head as the consultant and main physician for my case.

Everything was falling back into place.

Until one day after months of post-op recovery, something hit me.

PTSD.