Report from the front line

So this update is from the horses mouth so to speak (it is Eileen talking). I am in awe that 48 hrs ago I was on the operating table with people sucking cancer out of my brain. So strange I don't even know how to process the thought. I haven't had any bad pain, just can't seem to get comfy. I have a string of sutures from above my left ear down behind the ear and I don't want to put pressure on them, so it is a bit of positional nightmare to get comfy (unless I am thoroughly looped on meds - which happens).

My care here at UCSF has been amazing! I don't have much to bitch about when it comes to the folks here (and normally I'd find stuff to complain about!). I have seen all sorts of folks, neurologists, neurosurgeons, pharmacists, physical therapists, occupational therapists, Neurosurgery ICU nurses (yes, they're that specialized and I think it makes it better!), social workers, folks to help me figure out how to get on disability while I recover, more nurses, patient care advocates, gurney rollers, MRI techs, food delivery folk, and more. Everyone has been pleasant, helpful and professional (even the poor ICU nurses dealing with my "impulsive neighbor" who kept trying to get up and rip out his IVs were gentle and kind -when I was ready to get up and scold him).

More later....gotta rest. Looks like I might be getting outta here over the weekend sometime...