1996-Senior year- this is supposed to the time of celebration, excitement. Time to walk the walk, sing the song, plan the future. I'm supposed to have my license, a beater to get me to school and around town.
No, this story  my life easier is not a sweet sixteen coming of age tale. Let's face it who really gets that life, anyway?
I had missed too many days of school during my high school career. I was one credit shy of the required credits to graduate my Senior year. My headaches intensified to horrible migraines. Light, sound, certain smells all intensified the pain and nausea.
A month before I was supposed to graduate I went for an eye exam. After examining my eyes, the doctor ordered a peripheral field of vision test. His suspicions, due to the palor of the disc's in my eye's, we're confirmed. I was losing and had lost a lot of my peripheral vision. This then led to an MRI with contrast.
I was diagnosed that same day with a brain tumor.
Well I had my answer. My headaches actually although really all in my head were not exactly all in my head...as had been inferred.
Well, this was just the icing on the cake. I had just lost my grandmother to cancer, my parents were going through a nasty divorce, my siblings and I were being separated. Our house we had finally settled into; after only ever staying in a home for as long as 2 years, was being sold. My whole world was collapsing, family and school life. It was a really horrible time.