I just came back from get-together with my hydrocephalus group. There was just a few of us. I was not expecting to see one of the attendees. He is in his twenties, and just had a seizure the other day, and a shunt-o-gram to boot. A shunt-o-gram involves injecting radioactive fluid into the valve of the shunt then waiting two hours as physicians watch to see if the fluid passes normally through the shunt. If it doesn't pass normally, it would indicate a blockage.
I have not had a shunt-o-gram in thirty years, and have not had a seizure in thirty-seven years. Sometimes I have to remind myself, if I think I got a bad lot in life, I really didn't. It could have, and could continue to be a lot worse than it is. I must remember to count my blessings.
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