My Meningioma

My story starts with a series of seizures. I was alone in my apartment and not able to make sense. After a while, I was able to open the door and sit down on the floor. I couldn’t speak or use my right arm.  A neighbor called an ambulance. 

Two days later, I had surgery to remove my tumor. It was the size of a walnut. I was in the hospital for two months. One year later, I still have some speech problems but am otherwise mostly fine. My tumor has not returned.

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