Back to today. The doctor’s conclusion was yes, I did get a concussion, but, thankfully, the MRI showed no damage to my brain. That was a huge relief.
But about that other stuff.
There were three things in the report she discussed – I’ll spare you the medical jargon, it’ll make your head hurt.
First, there’s a small mass of cells on the right side of my brain called a meningioma, or in other words, a benign brain tumor, common to broads my age. Yes, I refer to myself a broad, get over it. The doctor said there really isn’t anything to worry about, but thought another MRI in about a year might be a good idea to keep track of its size. It’s pretty small right now.
Second, there are very teeny tiny blood vessels that have burst in my head. No, I’m not getting a stroke (I asked), no, I’m not getting mini-strokes either (I asked that too). I was looking online about this earlier and one possible cause of this is migraines, which I've had for more than 30 years.
Third, there’s a fair amount of sinus mucous. Well, yeah, that makes sense since I’m in the midst of some hellacious spring allergies.
The doctor gave me a copy of the after visit summary and the MRI report; I made a copy of both for my doctor, which I’ll share with her when I see her in June. I told the doctor I wanted her to see the results and she thought it was a good idea.
The doctor did say she’d keep the workers comp report open, and I could come back if I needed to, but as far as I’m concerned, this is dunzo. No more doctor appointments, no more missing and making up work. We’re closing this chapter.
At this point, the feeling of being off-balance and the dizziness are gone. There’s still ringing in my left ear and there are still the headaches, but those aren’t nearly as sharp as they once were. There’s nothing I can do - with time, my brain will heal itself.
All of it could have been so much worse, so very grateful it wasn’t.