Meet my brain tumour
For 47-year-old Anton Böhmer, the difference between surviving and thriving is luck, mindset... and trails.
No, it’s not in a little bottle. Don’t worry, it’s a common question. We have parted ways. But let’s start at the beginning.
How do you know you have a brain tumour? Well, you don’t. I didn’t. At the time I was fit and healthy. In the month prior to the beginning I ran two half-marathons. I had no headaches, no dizziness, or a Hollywood-style trickle of blood from my nose. All seemed fine; no warning signs.
I can remember leaving work after a family therapy session, taking the off-ramp onto the N1 and driving into the dark of a May evening. I played my usual switching-off-after-a-day’s-work music and felt good. But I
