Tumor Me: Stories of Life After the All Clear
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“What if the tumor was bigger or in a different place?
"What if the tumor was more dangerous?”
“What if it wasn’t me?”
Tumor Me is the culmination of a mother’s eight-year search to understand how her son really felt after surviving a childhood brain tumor.
What she uncovered through hundreds of conversations with other young survivors was that, when given the space to think out loud, most were coping far better than their parents!
The very personal, true stories that seventeen remarkable, young brain tumor survivors share in Tumor Me open our eyes to the incredible neuroplasticity of the human brain. The power of owning our story (even the messy parts) and the shift that comes from understanding that we don’t need to navigate life alone. Tumor Me is a reminder to all of us to hit the pause button on life, get out of our own way and ask ourselves: am I really living my best life?
Is the story in your head helping you or holding you back?
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Tumor Me - Monica Kleijn Evason
A POST HILL PRESS BOOK
ISBN: 979-8-88845-180-9
ISBN (eBook): 979-8-88845-181-6
Tumor Me:
Stories of Life After the All Clear
© 2023 by Monica Evason and the Resilienteers
All Rights Reserved
Cover design by Jim Villaflores
Interior illustrations by Tanya Bass
All people, locations, events, and situations are portrayed to the best of the author’s memory. While all of the events described are true, names and identifying details have been changed to protect the privacy of the people involved.
No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author and publisher.
Post Hill Press
New York • Nashville
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Published in the United States of America
Dedicated to those we lost along the way…
With special thanks to everyone at:
St. Jude Children’s Research Hospital, Memphis
Great Ormond Street Hospital for Children and University College London Hospitals, London
Success Charity, London
To all the children and young people in hospitals around the world.
We see you, and we hear you. Your stories matter.
Contents
Introduction
1 MONICA: Mothering
2 SEBASTIAN: Keeping it Together
3 REBECCA: The Survivors’ Galaxy
4 LIZZIE: You Are Not Alone
5 SHANRIKA: Finding the Courage
6 RACHEL: Accepting Me for Me
7 Rosie: Butterflies All the Way Up
8 SHAUN: The Only Way Is Forward
9 Eve: Finding My Future
10 AUGUSTIN: My Brain, from Broken to Beautiful
11 RAJIT: Thinking Allowed
12 DAN: A Family’s Perspective
13 SAM: Tired All the Time
14 JESSICA: Why It Sucks to Survive a Brain Tumor
15 AKEEM: En-abled
16 Various: We Need to Talk About Sex
17 SEBASTIAN: This Is Not the End…
18 LILY: Feeling Alive
Afterword
Acknowledgments
Contents of Creativity**
About the Authors
Introduction
aliveness
/əˈlaɪvnəs/
noun
: state of being and feeling; understanding that life is better lived when able to share even the smallest experiences with others, whether they be happy or sad
Being alive and feeling alive. I hadn’t really appreciated the difference between the two until our seventeen-year-old son survived a brain tumor. The ripple effects of our child’s brain tumor diagnosis, treatment and survival journey spread wider than we could have imagined. It forced us all to face our own mortality, get our heads around the complexities of the brain and live life differently.
Tumor Me is a collection of musings and reflections on life (and death) in a world where more and more young people are navigating life after surviving a life altering event. Our brain health is impacted by the quality, regularity and authenticity of our human interactions. We know this yet spend more and more time alone—living but not truly living.
I’m a brain tumor survivor. Some days that’s a badge of honor, other days I just can’t be bothered to be brave.
Leo, aged fourteen.
I have met with Leo and other childhood brain tumor survivors at various times over the last nine years since my son’s diagnosis and treatment. I asked them all the questions I wasn’t brave enough to ask my own son. I gave them the space to share their stories, not as a parent, a therapist, or a friend, but as someone who genuinely wanted these young people to speak their truth with no agenda other than to get to the heart of what really mattered to them. If I could understand what was pivotal to them, then I could be a better mother to my son and his brother and sister.
Writing this book, and curating the stories within it, has been a roller-coaster ride and a truly collaborative exercise. It’s taken nine years and numerous interesting twists and turns along the way. Listening to the honest, raw, ordinary, extraordinary, moving, dark, funny, and insightful stories by young people whose lives have been impacted by brain injury has been an eye-opening experience, and I felt a compelling urge to share their stories because there are lessons in here for us all.
The names of the young people in this book have been changed to protect their identities, but every word written is real. Each has built their own collection of tactics and strategies to cope with their challenging lives, and it was only when they shared them with each other that they realized the power of their collective wisdom. The truth is that there are no magic formulae, models, or theories on how to navigate life as an adult after surviving a catastrophic childhood illness because everyone’s story is unique.
If just one life is lived more fully or just one person dies more peacefully because of something that resonated on the pages in this book, then this venture into the unknown will have been worthwhile.
Life is never just a straight line. It’s not even a neat, wavy one. It’s an up, down, backwards, forwards, wiggly, messy, bumpy squiggly path that is difficult to predict, except for the inevitable bit at the end (and even that is only that it will happen, not when or how).
We’re all going to die. So, I don’t know why we should all be so surprised. Why do grown-ups all pretend it’s not going to happen?
Marta, fifteen-year-old survivor
survivor
/səˈvʌɪvə/
noun
1: a person who survives; a person remaining alive after an event in which others have died
2: the remainder of a group of people or things
3: a person who copes well with difficulties in their life
Graphic by Simon Reeves
Invisible, stuck, misunderstood: many children who survive a brain tumor and are lucky to make it into adulthood shared with me that this is how they feel a lot of the time. They also admitted feeling huge dollops of guilt and fear. Guilt about surviving when other children who shared a ward or a waiting room with them did not. Guilt that their siblings perhaps missed out on attention from their parents as they grew up. Guilt about the emotional strain on their parents. But most of all, guilt about sharing what really worried them (which often was nothing to do with their brain injury). Their greatest fears revolved largely around the tumor(s) coming back, not living their best lives, of dying young and alone.
‘You are not alone’ was one of the kindest things someone said to me after I went back to school after brain surgery. That was my headmaster. I’ll never forget that. Sometimes just seeing his smiling face at the bottom of the corridor would make my day.
Lucia, aged twelve
loneliness
/ˈləʊnlɪnɪs/
noun
: a type of sadness resulting in one feeling alone, can be experienced by those who are truly physically isolated, or even those in a crowded room.
With so much medical progress, more and more children are surviving brain tumors, cancers, and other life-threatening illnesses that only ten years ago would have been a death sentence. Once the noise and the fanfare has died down after treatment however, a young survivor can feel alone navigating a new normal
with their quality of life and health outcomes significantly impacted. Communication skills post-cure appear to be a massive help: the ability to frame their survival story in a realistic and helpful manner (yes, the brain is broken, and yet beautiful in its own way because of that) and the ability and openness to listen to other peoples’ perspectives and suggestions on how to dial down that pesky inner voice.
What most connected each of the young survivors I met was that resilience alone wasn’t going to let them live their best lives. It was so much more than that.
I would love to know why young people aren’t taking up the therapy we’re offering them,
my son’s endocrinologist said to me one day some months after my son’s brain tumor treatment had finished.
I was curious too. I wanted my son Sam to see a professional post-treatment, but he kept telling me he was OK. It turned out he was doing much better than I was at the time. I was (and probably still am) the queen of overthinking and ruminating so being a thinking-out-loud partner for young survivors came very naturally to me. When I heard the things the young survivors were saying out loud, often for the first time, I learned to properly, fully listen and cut out the voice in my own head that wanted to jump in and rescue them. I learned how to parent my own children differently. Now they’re parenting me!
Parenting in the brain-injured universe—a constant pull and push between wanting to protect our children and giving them the space to live life more freely and find more lightness….
Alba, mother to sixteen-year-old Tomaso
Version one of this book was sad, full of pity and, if I’m being honest, laced with strong undercurrents of anger. I, myself, belonged to the angry-parent brigade, focusing on the brutal injustice of why my son?,
where everything had gone wrong medically, the frustration of my son’s school, and my family and friends not fully understanding how hard life was for us all after treatment. Hospital life and real
life are poles apart. The stories I heard shook me to the core. As I said before, many felt guilty about surviving; they struggled with being bullied or feeling excluded after going back to school post-treatment (this happened to 80 percent of the children I’ve interviewed over eight years); more than half felt sad about their parents’ separation, believing that it was their fault; and most of them, by their own admission, were stuck in negative-thought spirals. The working title of version one was Surfing the Shit!, a metaphor for navigating the relentless challenges that parents and children face on a daily basis after treatment and recovery.
We don’t want a self-help book. We don’t want a pity party. And we definitely don’t want a swear word on the front cover,
one of the group told me at our book-project meetup.
They were absolutely right. As a parent, all I wanted was for my son to be happy and to spare him any pain and suffering. I had written their stories in my words and from my perspective. How very dare I.
The project got shelved for a year and then I asked them to rewrite their stories, this time in their own words. The stories they wanted to tell bore no resemblance to the ones I had wanted to highlight. They simply didn’t see their experiences the way I did as a mother. The early drafts were difficult to read but rammed with honesty and vulnerability. Version two was called Courageous Conversations. It centered around being brave enough to have the conversations that mattered with the people that mattered. I look back now and realize there wasn’t just one elephant in the room. There was a stampeding herd.
This book is meh. What is the point? Why would anyone actually want to read what we have to say? We’re just kids?
one of the group told me one day.
The reality was that these stories were almost like writing therapy, what we affectionately look back on as brain vomit.
They were long and unstructured with little direction or purpose. All the frustration, confusion, blame, and guilt came flooding out. They were screaming out, Please listen to me.
I spared them that pity party. The elephants stayed in the jungle.
Another two years passed and a friend of mine, Emily, was diagnosed with a brain tumor. I asked all the young collaborators to rewrite their stories for Emily and her family. We worked on those stories together, keeping them real but this time laced with fun, hope, and with tips and tricks that had worked for them and that they wanted to share. They were the same stories, only this time they were written for a specific person, with a name and a real need. Akeem, for example, (diagnosed with cancer at the age of three months) shared with us how he listened to Heather Small’s song Proud
every evening, just before bed time. He loved smiling when the line What have you done today to make you feel proud?
came up because that little trick squashed the negative monster
in his head. Augustin (also visually impaired) shared for the first time, out loud, that he started his day by asking Alexa to tell him a fun fact. Their collective wisdom blew my mind. They had come up with their own little strategies to stop them from going down the spiral of doom. We called that version of the book The Day I Changed My Brain because we all recognized that none of us could change the brain injury, but we could change how we thought about the brain injury.
This version is just way too toxically positive,
said Lizzie, aged seventeen. It’s way too happy. Trying too hard to see the bright side of life. Sometimes that’s annoying. It’s not real.
Emily tragically passed away before we completed that version.
The original brain tumor brigade are full-blown adults by now, and Emily’s story prompted them to confess that many of them lived with the permanent fear of the tumor coming back—of dying before their parents. The biggest elephant in the room was now visible to us all.
No one wants to talk to us kids about death, so I imagine all kinds of things. What do you reckon it’s actually like?
nineteen-year-old Oscar asked me over a frothy coffee one day as if we were talking about the weather.
Now we’ve got the C-word [cancer] and the D-word [death] in there; haven’t we all been avoiding the S-word?
Rob asked me in our group get-together.
What’s the S-word?
I asked.
Sex,
he said. Chemotherapy as a child messes up your urges, your functions, your ability to have kids—and we’re all avoiding that subject too. Also, having missed so much school, and being seen as different, means I don’t have many friends really, and I’ve missed out on…you know…well…the love thing.
So here you have it: version seventeen of the original book we started eight years ago. It’s got cancer, death, and sex in there. Well, not a lot of sex. Not yet at least. And that revelation was illuminating in itself.
These are the real stories the young survivors wanted to tell. We are all locked inside our own narratives, and they keep changing until we press the pause button. Is it the story we want to hold onto? Or could we tell a different one?
We managed to put our anger to good use through the story-sharing exercise, and I even scripted myself out completely a few months ago to give the floor totally to the young survivors. However, I was persuaded that the book needed a responsible
adult and my own story as it relates to my son. So, I’m back in, just at the start, and then leaving the floor to the young survivors who, I was pleased to report back to my son’s endocrinologist, are now prepared to go and see a therapist, coach, or mentor. Once they felt seen and heard, they were open to asking for help.
Not every child I’ve interviewed for this book had a great prognosis; not every child will live to old age. Some never made it to their twenty-first birthday like Martin, a patient at St. Jude Children’s Hospital, who passed away aged nineteen. We met him during our son’s treatment, when he had been given a year to live back in the spring of 2014. Having been sick for most of his life, he felt he had missed out on lots of simple, everyday things, and so he made himself his own bucket list like no bucket list I’d ever seen. It was filled with small everyday things many of us would probably take for granted. One day, he asked me if I’d