Thursday, October 4, 2012

Short Circuit

The brain is an amazing electrical marvel easily ignored until  something goes wrong. Lately I've had reason to learn more.  For example:

Normally our body’s nerve cells communicate with each other through carefully controlled electric signals.1 What happens if they are not carefully controlled? I found this analogy:

Visualize a room full of mouse traps. Instead of putting cheese in the mouse trap, we put a ping-pong ball on each trap and there's not a bit of space in this entire floor where I haven't put a mouse trap and a ping-pong ball.  

The analogy goes on to ask what would happen if you tossed a single ping-pong ball into that room. 

It's going to hit one, which will bounce, hit two, which will hit four, which will hit eight and before long, the entire room has got ping-pong balls flying in it. That's a little bit like what happens with a seizure.2 
 
And that’s what happened to Harold Friday night. 

It had been a good day. Harold played his usual early morning racquetball game then spent the rest of the day working on projects and helping a neighbor. Our family gathered that evening to share dinner and watch a football game. BYU was playing.  

Early in the first quarter the ping-pong balls started flying  and Harold was in trouble. If he hadn’t been the one holding the remote we might not have noticed. There were no outward signs at first. But when he fast forwarded through an important play we knew something was wrong. Harold offered no explanation. He couldn't. He had lost his ability to communicate. His speech was reduced to single halting words. 

Now it was our turn to jump into action. I called the hospital while Darren did a quick neurological evaluation. Harold’s motor skills seemed fine. We even tested his reflexes with a game of slap, a family tradition and one Harold's never lost. Despite impaired thinking that night, he still hasn't.

We spent the next five hours at the hospital. The diagnosis was a seizure, probably caused by the swelling around a tumor in his brain. We were relieved to rule out stroke or any new bleeding, but sobered by this new neurological development. 

It was after 2:30 a.m. when Harold was released from the hospital. Driving home I marveled at the events of the evening. Harold’s mind had been in chaos, ping pong balls bouncing out of control; but our family wasn't. We had felt a calm assurance as we mobilized to comfort and sustain each other. I feel that still.

Five days have passed and Harold has gradually regained his ability to communicate. It has been a humbling experience. Today he will have gamma knife surgery to remove two tumors. The high resolution MRI, a part of that procedure, will also give us a better look at the tumors scheduled for surgery October 18th



3 comments:

  1. Wow. You all are still in my prayers! Thanks for your continuing example of faith and love.

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  2. I can't even imagine just how hard all of this is- but you are amazing. And your family is amazing. (If it is any consolation at all- this is a learning experience for all of us- thank you for your faith.)

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  3. Thank you Sharon. You continue to share and educate through this experience. It helps me feel closer to you both.

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