Pylocytic astrocytoma was one of the words I introduced in my Day 8 post. It’s the type of brain tumor my son has—benign and slow-growing.
An MRI revealed it when Matt was 11. The doctors didn’t know how long it lay hidden in his brain; it could have been there since birth.
I often wonder if Matt’s inconsolability as an infant was an early sign, or his hyperactivity as a toddler.
I’m sure the tumor was there when Matt was 8, as that’s when he started displaying weird behaviors and having cognitive difficulties.
He’s had it now for over 20 years. It’s inoperable, but stable.
A day, a week, a year. Once it’s behind you, it’s gone and you have only the future before you.
Although I write about my past, trying to make sense of the darkness, I look toward the future, which is bright.