ok... so good news... I'm not dying. I have a sea chest full of meds (thanks for the Lortabs, Dr. Icaza!) including Prednisone (so, don't piss me off!) and instructions to deal with the eye problem. I feel like a house fell on me and I can't see or hear for shit, but besides that (and the pain, did I mention that?) I'm fine. This is a thing that takes t i m e , so there you go. I see the good doc again next week. Meanwhile, I'm a pirate girl. My eyepatch isn't as cute as this guy's, though. Now, enough of the boring medical bloggery... it is a glorious day here... sunshine, blue skies and no brain tumor! YIPPEE!