Four Days of Freedom

The MRI is on Saturday, and with it comes phantom headaches, throbbing in the tumor cavity, dizziness, ravenous cravings, nausea, sweaty nights jumping up from bed. The usual paranoia.

I've been hiding for months, pretending I never got diagnosed. Pretending I could do whatever I wanted, eat whatever I wanted, drink whatever I wanted, live the way I wanted. And now I have to face the reality of whatever is going on in my brain. 

Which is nothing. 

(Right?)

MRI is scheduled for this Saturday. Guess we'll find out about deez noodles.

A video posted by Jessica Oldwyn (@happy_coconuts) on Apr 11, 2016 at 4:18pm PDT

.........I still don't want to do it.