Meet Bartholomew

The last 24 hours have been overwhelming, the least we can do is have a little humor amongst all of the unknowns.

According to legend (and Wikipedia), Bartholomew was skinned alive and beheaded. Sounds like a pretty gruesome death, which is why I have named Kevin's brain tumor Bartholomew. 

Meet Bartholomew, he is 6cm x 7cm, sounds little, but when you see the brain scan, he takes up a good portion of Kevin's right frontal lobe.  He must have moved in a long time ago, because he is a real slow grower, but he is also pretty happy where he is.  We are not. No one is sure of exactly what TYPE of brain tumor Bartholomew, we will find more information about that after surgery. For now we think that that Bartholomew is a loner and that he is the only one there.  

Many of you know that Kevin is a VERY level headed individual. Not much shakes him, moves him, bothers him, etc. The last few years this has been even more stoic in nature, as the neurosurgeon says "he has become even more apathetic." I thought about it, and yes, that is the perfect way to describe how he has become over the last 5 years. When the neurosurgeon talked to him last night in the ER, before I was there, her assistant was with her and said "that went over much better than I anticipated" as they were leaving. The Neurosurgeon said that yes, that was incredibly unusual but that was the tumor talking.  Typically people who have this tumor become very agitated, irate, verbally aggressive and rude, and that is when people know that something is wrong. Not Kevin, his tumor presented in a much different fashion, because of his demeanor. The neurosurgeon said that over the next 6-12 months, I should get my old husband back, and that the old Kevin should return. 

Writing all of this out, I have realized that over the last few years, I have become married to Bartholomew and not Kevin. I am excited to have my husband back again.