It’s 4am. It’s dark, quiet and I’m consuming biscuits at an undignified pace.

It's fairly standard procedure after a biopsy to control the swelling in your brain with steroids. In my case I was sent home with a truckload of dexamethasone and a blue medical card to carry with me at all times. The level of concern from the medical teams at discharge is carefully metered out in … Continue reading It’s 4am. It’s dark, quiet and I’m consuming biscuits at an undignified pace.