Thanks so much for the info!
I never thought about the pressure in my head. Maybe that's why the last time I was there I almost passed out on Tower of Terror... hmmm. That was before I knew about the tumor. Good thing I'm headed to Mass General next month for a consult with a neurosurgeon, I'll ask about it then. My current doctor is not a neurosurgeon and cleared me to do anything! I'm not kidding. Even play goalie in hockey...

I did ride the Cyclone on Coney Island last week (hey, the doctor said I could...

) and felt OK, but that one doesn't go upside down at all.
I am a little worried because CSF leaks seem to be fairly common with the type of surgery that I'll need (up through the nose). When they punch the hole in your skull, they fill it up with a big glob of fat (gross, I know) to keep the fluid from leaking out until the skull repairs itself. I guess I wouldn't want that to fall out on a roller coaster or something. That could be kind of nasty...
Stupid tumor. I lived just fine without it before! I should be charging him rent to live comfortably up in my skull, albeit it might be a little cramped up there. If I have to change my daredevil ways, I honestly am not going to be a happy camper.

I've already had to give up my true passion, refereeing hockey, because of it (which with luck, I'll be back doing next season).
I had to laugh at a lady the other day that volunteers at the cancer center in my town. She asked what type of tumor I had, so I told her a pituitary adenoma. She smiles and says, "Oh, you got the easy tumor!"

Umm, yeah. The 60 pound weight gain, liver damage, kidney damage, heart damage, pre-diabetes, joint pain, stretch marks, headaches, chest pain, etc. that come with it are all easy stuff. Yeah, thanks lady. I just shook my head. I guess ignorance is bliss for some...
I think I shocked the Corporate Angel Network lady too... Going to Mass General means a complete cross-country flight for me. She seemed rather shocked that I would go that far for treatment. Hey, it's not my fault all the people here are ignorant about my tumor.

They didn't even think I needed to go to a support group for it...

But they did try to pawn me off on a shrink for perfectly "normal" feelings. Who the heck isn't scared and a little depressed when they find out they have a brain tumor? I guess because my situation was so laughable just before diagnosis that they thought I was nuts. Hey, if I didn't laugh at myself, I'd probably be dead by now. I have to laugh at something... I swear, I'm the happiest depressed person I know.