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The gorey details

The gorey details

The neurosurgeons had big grins on their faces when they came to see me today. Because of the aneurysm location, they didn’t know, going in, exactly how it would work – closing the hole in that major artery on the right side of my brain. But they anchored it back together with a metal clip, … read more The gorey details

Posted on November 17, 2015May 15, 2019Author LisaCategories ShelterTags 1995, aneurysm, brain, incision, surgery1 Comment on The gorey details

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