Across to UCH this morning for an MRI scan, following a recent check-up at Moorfields Eye Hospital which had showed evidence of a recent stroke in one of my eyes. Here the doctor took me through the scans when they were done and processed.
He literally ‘flew’ me through may brain, which was beyond fascinating. When the journey seemed to have stopped I said, ‘Well that looks fine.’ No, he replied. ‘You”ve got a hole in your brain.’ And there it was. A lacune, filled with cerebrospinal fluid. Apparently formed when a stroke cuts off blood supply to part of the brain.
Ah, I thought, that explains all the things that go missing in my head.
Spotted the pillar box cosy on my way home and it nicely caught my mood somewhere between reflection, exuberance and landing on a new moon. When I had said to the doctor that I was reassured that there was so much redundancy hardwired into the human brain, he asked me what job I was in. Told him the truth, but didn’t say I try to get into other people’s brains and rewire them.
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