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Something has just come to mind as I think about what I write about today, the process of the radiotherapy treatment involved me having to lie belly down on the machine and in order to do so and let me be a comfortable as possible in such a situation a mould to fit my face needed to be made for me to rest my head in. This was not my most favourite procedure as it involved making a plaster cast of my face - i.e. covering most, if not all, of my face in order to make the mould for me out of plastic - not the most pleasant thing for a four year old boy having your face covered in plaster cast you can imagine, so I guess I wasn't all that pleased if you get my meaning.

Certainly if have to have radiotherapy going forward, considering that this was 35 years ago, that is not the process now. You see I was told that although they took out the meningioma tumour successfully I was told that they found multiple tumours, the one that was removed was causing the problem I was having with the seizures. Finding out that it's not over is a blow to the head figuratively, it was said to be two more, minuscule may be but two more there are sitting at base of the brain stem.

With the radiotherapy creating these things I might have had them since I was four, scary thought of things just lying dormant in your body waiting to go off or be triggered. That is the way I believe it happened, something triggered the tumour to grow and cause my recent troubles but I don't know what or when it happened.

So I go to get an MRI on the 7th of November and to get some answers, finally, on the 13th from Oncology. I cannot believe the time it's took to get this stage, I feel like I've been dealing with ents from lord of the rings and it seems an eon has passed since I came out of hospital, time goes slowly when you're seemingly doing nothing and waiting for results and relying on other people to communicate with each other in other departments.

Time, it seems, will eventually tell the truth. But you have be both patient and little bit pushy at the same time to get there as I have had be and my mother has played a vital role in that, so helpful and supportive as she always is, in bringing things together and getting the cogs moving for me with the hospitals and doctors alike.

Moving forward I hope that, and think that has by all accounts, radiotherapy has developed vast improvements over 35 years and give what I have heard can target more accurately the tumour without damaging the surrounding cells. If it can guarantee getting rid of these minute invaders in my head and have them not return in the same place I will ultimately be happy.