Hi, new to the forums here, so I decided to introduce myself.
My name is Justin Wymer. I'm 23 (11/14/1987), I live in Northern California, I worked as a carpenter for ten years before this mess.
After suffering 10 months of constant, violent nausea, and eight months of incredulously painful, episodic headaches that put me on my knees, I sought answers from doctors and professionals. I underwent and MRI on August 8th, they were looking for bulging discs or other reasons I would be in pain.
By the time I got home from the facility (all of 15 minutes), I received a call from my primary physician telling me to go directly back to the ER and check in for emergency brain surgery. I'll spare this post of the next three days, including my entire flock of friends and family populating 3 or 4 waiting rooms for three days straight, waiting for my surgery.
I met with the neurosurgeon, the anesthesiologist, and my family one final time before surgery on the 11th (three days later) at about 9AM.
Eight hours later--I'm out of surgery, slowing coming around. My surgeon was chewing out a nurse in my room, at my bed side, so I told him (rather rudely) to "Get out of my rooms."
"Get out of my room now."
"Get out of my g'd**n room, now..."
So, I was back to "me" I guess. But in the following two months, I'd be torn apart by a litany of doctors and specialist, all telling me that I was gravely sick. The tumor came out perfectly, 100% resection, according to my surgeon, clean as it could have come out.
Six inches of a scar on the back of my head and people throwing around words like, "Cancer, Radiation, Chemotherapy"... A trip to San Francisco and back to see the "best of the best" and now, starting October 17th (2011) I am starting radiation.
Now, again, this is all new to me, but they'll be dosing my brain, brain stem (where the tumor was), and my entire spinal axis.
Then they suggest chemo therapy after that...
So, what am I in for? Busy trying to facilitate a place for my family to care for me while I'm "down and out" like this, manage a relationship with my girlfriend, and still retain enough sanity to actually function and cope and process all of this...