Unfortunately, I have what they consider to be a brain tumor, but it really is a skull tumor. It's a tumor in my skull growing out from my forehead (a horn! a unicorn horn!) and is growing out from my skull into my brain. If it wasn't growing both outwardly and inwardly, I'd be tempted to keep my horn around.
It explains a lot, I've had some headaches and some symptoms that I'm hoping will go away. No one in the medical field will actually admit it's a Unicorn Horn, but I think we all know that a bony mass protruding from one's forehead is really a horn. I can't wait for my magical powers to show up.
The unfortunate thing about this tumor is the fact that the original CT scan suggested this was a secondary tumor from Metastatic Breast Cancer, which is the same disease that stole my mom. For five days I was convinced I was dying and I'm not going to lie it was terrifying. Bottom line it's not breast cancer, and for that I'm incredibly grateful. I still don't think I've recovered from that week.
Humor is the only way I know how to cope with all of this, so I'm cracking jokes to everyone's dismay. I'm going to be fine, I know it. I'm supposed to be having brain surgery today, but since I'm not, I'm going to take my tumor on another adventure. After all life is short and some days you have to live like tomorrow doesn't matter.