On Saturday August 13th,2011 we had a busy day at my Costume Shoppe….Luaus, Disco parties and just plain end of the summer fun. After I closed I went to a oddly fun play with my husband “Jeckll and Hyde” set in a coffee shoppe wherein the barrista made concoctions that turned his personality from light to dark (no coffee pun intened…hee, hee) It was cute. We returned home and shortly after falling asleep I experienced the WORST pain in my head and had to get up to throw up and be sick, sick, sick….ok, ladies…this was labor pain quality, just to give you a heads up. I woke my honey (my husband) and told him I needed to go to the emergency room and I was not making any weird joke. He was great and asked if he should call 911. I did not want to deal with waiting for an ambulance so he took me to our local Baylor. They did a CAT scan on my head, saw my brain was bleeding but they had no neurologist at 3 a.m. (go figure) but they found that Harris hospital did….so off I was sent, totally out of it, in a careflight ambulance to Harris Hospital downtown Ft. Worth. Into surgery I went under the care of their neurologist on call Dr. Alok M. Chaudhari and boy was that a blessing. This young doc really knows his stuff…he removed a small clot …..I was kept under (sleeping with drug help) until Thursday but once I woke up ….kaboom….I was shocked to know what day it was…..get me out of here…..they have the greatest sgns in the rooms at Harris….they say “my goal today is: Of course my goal was to get out and start my life again….belly dance, hula, teaching and creating…..so I had all external stuff removed…ports catheters and starting walking….not so bad…..then boom Thursday to a regular room and Friday I was released on good behavior and health…..I felt pretty darn good after that except for the removal of half my hair (necessary to do brain surgery) and the loss of my eyelash extensions (hey I am a girl….I still want to be pretty) The rest of my hair covered the bald half of my head (whew) and so I proceeded to go on with my life.I taught belly dance the morning after my hospital release and felt sane, normal and ecstatic. On the medical front, I saw Dr. Chaudhari again a week later for a follow up MRI which showed I was ok and the clot did not show cancer…..and so my life continued …..until I started hearing the oddest sounds in my head in December….and so I moved to Chapter two of Cancer wanting to dance with me…..and my refusal and finally battle.