June 9th, 2004



Had my followup with Dr Travis this afternoon, both for my leg and the pictures of my brain.

The leg seems to have mostly healed. It's still a little bit slightly tender when I flex and rotate it, especially at the end of the day, but the time has come to start working it again. Gym on Friday will be legs, for the first time in some time.

As for the pix in my head, they are unchanged from the last time. Which is both comforting and... not. The neuroradiologist officially opined that it's unchanged. The neurosurgeon recommended "do nothing, look again in a year". Which makes sense, as an inch below the surface of the brain is not a place to just go idly poking around. Especially inside *my* brain.

The thing that makes that less comforting is that if this was just a simple little one-time tiny bleed, it should have been absorbed by now. It's not. So what Dr T will do is shop my films around to some other neurosurgeons and neuroradiologists he knows, and to also present them at the "brain club", where hotshot rising young bucks, various experimenters and researchers, and comfortable old half-retired senior guys get together, on a semi-regular mostly-informal setting, to listen to presentations on new diagnostic techniques and imaging technologies, and to look at and debate over "interesting cases". It's basically a couple of tens of grand of free expert consultation, so long as one is not in a hurry.

And in another twelve to fifteen months I crawl back into a tube and listen to another extended length drum solo. (Tho by then, it will be the SwedishMedicalBallard's *new* MRI machine, twice the resolution, half the time.)