For once I am not sad to see a Sunday ending. Tomorrow I can sleep in late again. So good.

Today's update on the situation: My dad called from Greenland. He won't be coming home for now. My mother told him about my brain scan. There's really no reason for him to come now if the operation won't happen before July. So for now he's staying put. But he'll probably be coming at a later day. When we find out more.

My dad's brother called too. Talked to my mother. It was strange sitting here at the computer, listening to the conversation. About my disease. I think she likes to overdramatize it a little. But I guess she's right, it is a little serious what's going on.

Apart from that I'm just taking it easy. It's been a long, long weekend. It feels like my head is full of tiny little pingpong balls, all jumping around. When I shake my head I can almost hear them tumbling. More than ever I just need to lie down and decompress. I'm glad I have next week off. Just the x-ray thing on Wednesday. Then we'll see what happens.

Yup. What a week.

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