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Brain: Uuuuh?...

Have been inspired by a friend, and have borrowed her brain in order to do this blog today... Here is a scan of a healthy adult brain, beautiful isn't it...



Here is a scan taken of my brain when I was 18... It ain't half surprising that two previous scans of my brain went *missing*, and this one went "walkabout" for a month (into University lecture halls), before I got it back - after threatening violence upon my Dr... When he brought me in to discuss the scan, he didn't say anything for a few minutes, just start there staring at me, until finally I said, "So???", and he went, "Hmmm, I'm not sure exactly how to tell you this, but half your brain is missing, and you shouldn't be able to walk or talk..." Good thing no one told me that when I was born, huh?





I actually find it quite confronting to look at these scans, and only bring them out once in a blue moon, but well, seeing as I'd recently referred to my unusual brain structure, and seeing as Leah posted her scan, I thought it might be interesting to compare them... Hope you don't mind, Leah, I msn'd you but you must have been away from the computer. I'm happy to take the pic down as soon as I get home if you'd prefer it not to be up there...

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Wow sif, thats really interesting. I saw a lady with a similar condition on tv, and it turned out hers was compacted, but not missing.

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