March 20th, 2006



My dad had his MRI this morning. Apparently, the tumor is larger than they thought it would be and it is located among some crucial blood vessels. The surgeon said the situation is urgent, and so Dad is having surgery on Wednesday.

I arrive Tuesday night, so I'll get to see him and talk to him before his surgery. I wish I could have gotten there sooner, but the flights were prohibitively expensive. That seems kind of petty now.

I keep telling myself that lots of people have had brain surgery and gone on to live perfectly normal lives. But I'm still afraid.

I leave early tomorrow morning, planning to return home late Friday night. If things are going really badly, I'll stay longer.
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