Shadows on the brain.

[la_reina]

"A hero is no braver than an ordinary man, but he is braver five minutes longer." - Ralph Waldo Emerson

My mother hates aging.  It's been a constant source of stress for her as long as I can remember.  Dreading every birthday, every milestone, never willing to raise her head up from what's passed to what's been achieved.  No amount of positive

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[angel_fly]

Be it the worst news or the best, it will still turn out that finding out about it is a good thing. If it is the best then you will have a greater appreciation for the things that others are taking for granted and move on with greater joy in life. If it is the worst, then you will have the chance to take steps to do something about it in seriously early stages and will therefore have more time to stave off that which you fear the most. The whole forwarned is forarmed and all those other cliche' trueisms.

I can't say don't worry ... because of course you're going to worry. You are an intelligent human being who knows more than most about what the worst case scenario entails. But I will say I'll pray for the best and I'm sure that whatever the tests show, you will be loved and supported every step of the way.

::warm supportive hugs::

[viptorian]

[tvini]

I'm so sorry, hon.

My husband had a brain scan a couple of months ago and it showed decreased activity in the speech and reasoning center. The neurologist called it "interesting" and said they might want to keep an eye on it. However, everyone else we talked to said for all they know, it could have been that way his whole life, and the neurologist is naturally predisposed to find things, especially "interesting" things, and bring them to your attention. And, by extension, scare the crap out of the patient. Which worked. His problem, by the way, finally turned out to be just an electrolyte imbalance.

Here's hoping your scan is just a "scare the crap" moment which won't amount to anything. Either way, I'm thinking of you.

[chaospearl]

(hugs) For what it's worth, I do understand that level of primal fear that you're going to watch yourself deteriorate bit by bit and not be able to stop it. It's been ages since I could take a hot bath because I can't get into\out of the tub. In college I remember constantly having a scrunchie on my wrist so I could pull my hair out of my face (out of the wind) whenever I left a building to walk back to the dorm or to another class. I haven't been able to get both arms around the back of my head for a couple of years now, so scrunchies are a thing of the past. Every single day when I balance on one leg to stuff the other into my jeans, I wonder how much longer I'll be able to do that

[vaeldriil]

I can very clearly recall saying a rosary (and I'm not Catholic!) while getting an MRI, not of my brain, but of Calla's, while still pregnant with her. All kinds of scared-as-heck-and-helpless there. It all turned out to be fine - just a measurement a little on the large side of normal, with no other indications of any issues. Prayers that your results are the same and are nothing to worry about.