My sister has a brain tumour.
It has its own blood supply, it’s on her left cerebrum and it’s in a hard to get at place.
I don’t even know if I want to be talking about this shit on here. I don’t even know what I feel except completely over-whelmed…
I found out on Friday when I was at work and I held it together during the day. Fortunately, there was enough inane stuff to keep me occupied and it wasn’t until I was on the bus coming home and I was alone with my thoughts that it all came crashing down. I totally lost it on the bus and arrived home a sobbing, snotty-nosed mess.
Then I spoke to her on the phone and I was trying to sound funny and matter-of-fact while we discussed what the doctor had said and what is going to happen now. But then I said I loved her and I lost it again.
She was actually holding it together much, much better than me. She’s actually more concerned about her ex finding out and him causing problems with the kids than her own health at the moment.
I’ve had a few stiff drinks over the past couple of days and I even cracked the seal on the bottle of Japanese plum liquor I bought back last year and was saving for something…I don’t know what though.
She’s going back to work on Monday because she doesn’t want to be sitting around the house with her thoughts and because she’s able to function at a reasonably normal level. She’ll be seeing a specialist and talking about attack plans soon. Until then, we don’t really know much more than what I’ve said.