Finding Out I Had Glioblastoma

Finding out I had Glioblastoma 

 

For my birthday  and Mother’s Day, the family went to Cornwall.

 

On 30th March 2025 we were getting ice cream and drinks and I went quiet. My wife thought I was having a stroke as I couldn’t talk. The ambulance soon arrived by which time I was talking again, but taken to A&E for a cautious look. My CT scan meant I had to stay in overtnight for an MRI the next day. Though the type was not confirmed I was told I had a large tumour in my brain.

 

Given how short the “quietness” was, if i was away at work or working from home during the day with no one else around, i would have passed it over as just a blimp / momentary of stress / tiredness; what ever excesses I would have given at the time.

 

The 10th April 2025 will be a date that lasts for ever for my wife and I. Sat with Mr the consultant neurologist, he asked if I had any questions; by the time I had delivered my short list of questions, he gently explained he had the answer and it was the hardest conversation he had to have with patients. I had a grade IV Glioblastoma; he could be wrong and he hoped he was but it was unlikely. What felt like hours passed by as we sat there and talked and digested the news.