@ezubrova
As I waited for brain surgery, I instinctively pressed record on my phone camera, thinking I might be documenting the final months of my life.
I have made a career telling other people’s stories but this seemed like a time to tell my own.
It began with a bicycle crash in June 2023 when I broke 10 ribs - but that led to me discovering a much bigger health challenge.
In bed one night, I had a seizure which revealed a cancerous brain tumour.
The most likely scenario seemed to be that I had an aggressive glioblastoma, a tumour which typically ends your life within 12 to 18 months.
In my hospital bed, I turned the camera on myself, not as a self-indulgence, but to spotlight a nasty cancer that’s hard to treat and even harder to beat.
I suppose this was my way of extracting some purpose from a personal tragedy.