by Donna Marie
In March 2011 I was 6 months pregnant with my 3rd child.
A week ago I was diagnosed with two brain tumors.
If you ask Floretta Connally what she had wished for this New Year she'll tell you nothing because her wish had already come true 13 years ago
My children believe that my personality has changed
I have a Meningioma again
If in the spring of 2005 I had not gone to an ENT for what I thought was post-nasal drip irritation in the back of my throat, I would not be having a birthday today.
On June 10, 2011, I found out that I had 3 brain tumors.
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It was 1993, close to Thanksgiving, when my little brother Darren was told he had a meningioma brain tumor.
If you ask Floretta Connally what she had wished for this Christmas, she'll tell you nothing because her wish had already come true.
I know that it sounds crazy, but if God had not blessed me with a brain tumor, I would not know the things that I know today. I would not have the courage to live every day as if were my last. I know now what really matters in life.
It’s been a very long road so far. I’ve really had to learn patience. I like to focus on what I can do, and then just extend on that. But in terms of keeping my spirits up, I don’t like to look behind me. I’m always looking forward. The main thing is if you think you can do it, the only thing limiting you is yourself.
As the rains of hurricane season arrived in Southern New England, I thought I might be getting a sinus infection. Three courses of antibiotics failed to provide relief and a CT scan was ordered. I was cleaning a flooded basement while waiting for results. Four days before Christmas in 2005, the MRI came in as a meningioma tumor.
October 21, 2010 landed me in the emergency room at Harris Hospital after experiencing double vision and an occasional loss of balance over a period of 3 weeks. After meeting with the ER doctor, it was decided that an MRI was in order. Upon returning to my room from the X-ray, my husband of 26 years, my 23 year-old daughter, and I were told that I had a large mass in my brain.
The decision alone was mine; no one could make it for me. I could only think: "Do I want to live the rest of my life like this? Also, if I should I die, then what? I have lived a good life."
My name is Jenelle Rose. I am 19 years old. I suffered from horrible headaches and migranes for a year prior to finding out about my tumor. It wasn't until June 3, 2002 at about 3:30 in the morning that I finally realized something was terribly wrong with me.
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