Author Archives: Sara C

So there’s this quote I love… “Life is 10% what happens to you, and 90% how you react to it.” This became my motto. I could wallow in the self pity of not being able to walk properly, see properly, hear properly, or I could see just what I could achieve with the parts ofContinue reading “Game on!”

I ended up spending an additional night on HDU, and it would be a couple more days before my world had almost righted itself. My vision however, was still very double and focusing just felt weird. The light sabres in my head had quietened slightly, and I was just left with a more tolerable roaring,Continue reading “When you’ve hit rock bottom, the only way is up!”

I was wheeled, by the three recovery nurses, up to the High Dependency Unit (HDU). I was acutely aware that one of them was carrying resus equipment, and the realisation that this was just the very beginning was starting to sink in. Scott had called Neil as soon as he’d spoken to me, and despiteContinue reading “The day I got my life back”

Apologies for the lack of photos on these next few posts! The day before my surgery, I had an appointment at my local hospital to discuss the results of previous x-rays and CT scans. They had shown lymphodenopathy (enlarged lymph nodes) in my lungs, and whilst they thought it was unlikely, they informed us thatContinue reading “The day I got my life back”

WARNING:CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE! In the weeks that followed my haemorrhage, ‘life’ if you could call it that, had become intolerable. From waking, it would take me as long as an hour to get out of bed, vommitting innumerable times, and get myself downstairs. That was on the days I could be bothered. I was sickContinue reading “Long distance friends”

I recently stumbled upon a quote, “The best thing about the worst time of your life is that you get to see the true colours of everyone.” How true this is. Up until the start of my demise at the beginning of 2018, I’d worked in a primary school, with children who had special educationalContinue reading “True colours”

My CT results came back at about 1am and the consultant came into our side room with a worrying sense of urgency. “You have a bleed in your brain, so we’re blue lighting you to Walton” she announced. I really don’t know what I was expecting her to say, but it certainly wasn’t that. IContinue reading “Benign isn’t always fine (Pt 2)”

My surgery had been planned for 12th May 2018, but in the early hours of one Saturday morning, about 3 weeks before my op, I was woken by the most horrendous headache. In the weeks since I had started my gentamycin injections, I had been feeling progressively worse with each day that passed. My restingContinue reading “Benign isn’t always fine (Pt 1)”

Following consultations with Mr Rutherford and Prof Lloyd, we agreed that it would be beneficial for me to have intratympanic gentamycin injections. Now the human body is an amazing thing, and the world of medical science is just something else. An acoustic neuroma also comes with the benefit of you learning practically all there isContinue reading “A jab in the ear??”

Originally written and posted 19th February 2019 After a somewhat rocky start to 2018, I remember sitting in the room with the senior consultant. The monitor was on, and I remember feeling sick as he said, “When we did your MRI this morning, we found this…”. You didn’t need to be a neurosurgeon to knowContinue reading “The day my life changed forever”