Brain Matter: A Metastatic Tale

“here comes the thunderclap!”

It was bumper cars in a hallway of stretchers. The transporter gruffed as we entered a scattered hallway of obstacles and pull me off to one side of the hall. They would assess any other live patients and workers before clearing the way.

One transporter asked me, “would you prefer the scenic or direct route?”

I am forever scenic.

Part 1 – A Serpentine Hijacking/The LeadUp


Part 2 – The ER Trip


Part 3 – Transport from Newton to Morristown


Part 4 – Kid Visit


Part 5 – Jose from DoorDash


Part 6 – Sunday Scaries on Surgery Eve


Part 7 – Because There Wasn’t Enough Blood Already


Part 8 – Stowed Away in Bay 29


Part 9 – I Have A Feeling This Is The Last Day


Part 10 – St. Matthews


Part 11 – Where Is Your Mother In All This?


Part 12 – Farewell Kahn 5