After not feeling well lately I went to a doctor last week. After many checks and numerous examinations, I'm now finally diagnosed with a tumour in my brain. The ultimate news to make you want to go back to bed and wake up again and discover it's all just a bad dream. But it isn't.
So in a couple of hours I'll see the professor who will do the surgery, and I'll get all details about how and when. The tumour needs to be taken out quickly, so we're talking about days. I'll get a definite date tonight and then I'll know when these folks will open my head.
I'm scared for my life and don't know what to do about it. There is nothing to be done anyway. Just listen to U2 and hope for the best. After all, it's always about walking on, right?

If you have a few positive vibes to share, send them my way, please. I could use them now.