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I have always worked from a plan. That’s part of my personal quirkiness. So here I was, without any idea and I was talking to a neurosurgeon who was telling me he could shift other patients off his surgical calendar and operate on my wife on Wednesday. That’s five days from now. She would be admitted to the emergency room at the hospital now and held in the intensive care unit for one day to evaluate her condition and to treat her headaches. I hate to admit this, but one of my first fears had to do with wether our health care coverage would be ready for the hospital bills that I pictured were already in to six digits and climbing on the first 5 minute phone call. Then, I chastised myself and started thinking about all that advice I had heard about a second opinion. Maybe they had it wrong. Those lime disease bugs started sounding better all the time.  As things settled down in my head, a list of questions finlly started to form:

1. How certain was the MRI?

2.Was it also read by another physician?

3. Yes, the pathologist has already reviewed it and had a consultation on the diagnosis. Three doctors agreed on the brain tumor diagnosis. That made it very unlikely that it could be anything else.

4. What alternatives were there to brain surgery?

5. Where should we have the work done?