However, not everyone who requires brain surgery is as easily diagnosed as Christie ("easily" is a relative term here). The ordeal actually began as happy news for Emily: She just thought she was pregnant. She had pretty good reason to believe this, because both a home pregnancy test and a doctor's test had come back assuring her that she was about to be all swole up with a baby. However, it turned out that her body was being tricked by a nefarious brain tumor. "It was messing with [my] hormone levels," she says. "After they found out I had the tumor, they realized [the pregnancy tests were] wrong." Essentially, her situation went from "Hallmark makes hundreds of appropriate cards for this occasion" to "Hallmark makes precisely zero cards for this occasion."
"Send flowers. But we might slice out her sense of smell."
Kevin, meanwhile, has had small seizures as far back as he can remember. "I would space out, and I wouldn't be able to talk for about three to five seconds," he says. Even stranger was the fact that doctors weren't able to find anything wrong with him. Then one day in eighth grade, he was talking with some friends when he was suddenly overcome with the familiar sensation of being unable to speak, before passing out on his feet. "I just lost my balance, and I was out before I hit the floor," he says. "Next thing I know, I'm in an ambulance." An X-ray finally revealed that Kevin had a big old tumor hanging out inside his head that liked to just switch him off from time to time.