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Heart DBS...A Shock to the System

A Shock to the System

To slow the progress of Parkinson’s disease, doctors planted electrodes deep in my brain. Then they turned on the juice.

Wired.com
Issue 15.03 - March 2007
By Steven Gulie
http://www.wired.com/wired/archive/1...insurgery.html

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I'm lying in an operating room at the Stanford University hospital, head shaved, waiting for my brain surgery to begin. Sure, I feel anxious, but mostly I feel crowded. There are 10 people milling about, tinkering with instruments and examining me. It’s an impressive crew, including a neurosurgeon and his fellow, a neurologist and her fellow, an anesthesiologist, an experimental physicist, and a graduate student in electrical engineering. That’s right, a physicist and an electrical engineer. Directly behind me, out of my sight, is the star of the show, chief neurosurgeon Jaimie Henderson: 44 years old, tall, erudite, and handsome. On my right, flexing my hands, is neurologist Helen Bronte-Stewart: brisk, smart, and beautiful. In fact, nearly everyone is not only brilliant but also pretty enough to play themselves in the movie version of this story. I call them Team Hubris.
Today I’m an honorary member. I’ll be kept awake for the entire procedure. During the surgery I will talk and move my limbs on command, which helps Team Hubris know which part of my brain is being poked.

Unfortunately, this also means I’m conscious when Henderson produces what looks like a hand drill and uses it to burr two dime-sized holes into the top of my skull. It doesn’t hurt, but it’s loud.

Team Hubris is installing a deep brain stimulator, essentially a neurological pacemaker, in my head. This involves threading two sets of stiff wires in through my scalp, through my cerebrum — most of my brain — and into my subthalamic nucleus, a target the size of a lima bean, located near the brain stem. Each wire is a little thinner than a small, unfolded paper clip, with four electrodes at one end. The electrodes will eventually deliver small shocks to my STN. How did I get into this mess? Well, I have Parkinson’s disease. If the surgery works, these wires will continually stimulate my brain in an attempt to relieve my symptoms.

The first half of the operation goes smoothly. Through amplifiers connected to the probes, the team can listen to my neurons fire as the wires move through my cortex. This helps pinpoint the location of the probes. When I move a limb, for example, my subthalamic nucleus ignites, resulting in a loud burst of static. The doctors and the physicist practically sing along: “That’s driving it!” “Yes!” “Listen to that!” “Dorsiflexion!” “Perfect!” The fellows’ eyes are shining. Everyone looks happy and expectant — proud. Following instructions from the neurologist, I tap my fingers, open and close my mouth, stick out my tongue. She is pleased.

After positioning the first electrode, which takes about three hours, we stop for 10 minutes to prep for the second electrode. I listen to my iPod; several doctors step out to stretch. For some reason, when we’re ready to start again, the neurologist, Bronte-Stewart, isn’t there. They page her. They wait. They page her again. (She later says she never got the first page.) Eventually, they proceed without her. The neurology fellow steps in, flexing my hands and asking me to stick out my tongue. She doesn’t seem too happy.

She’s not the only one. Team Hubris is struggling with the second electrode. “That sounds like it, but it’s dorsal, too dorsal.” “I don’t like this electrode.” “I don’t think it’s the electrode.” “I think maybe it’s a software problem.” “Try another cable.” “Another audio cable?” “Well … yes.”

Bronte-Stewart returns at last. She relieves the fellow and begins flapping my wrist and flexing my legs. She seems upset. Meanwhile, the physicist and the engineer continue working on the errant electrode. This is not good.

The tremors started in 1999. I remember pouring a glass of wine and my hand starting to shake. “What’s that?” my wife at the time asked. “Parkinson’s,” I joked. We laughed. I was only 43. It seemed funny.

The shaking went away, but over the next few weeks I started using the computer mouse and eating with my left hand. I didn’t know it, but the Parkinson’s was affecting the fine motor control on my right side. It was subtle, but enough to make me more comfortable as a southpaw. “That’s odd,” I thought. “When did I become left-handed?”

Then I quit surfing. As a Santa Cruz, California, local, I had gone out on the water at Sewer Peak or Steamer Lane almost every day for years. Suddenly I wasn’t catching any waves. I just couldn’t get the nose of my board down, couldn’t coordinate the movements to shift my weight forward and transfer the swell’s momentum to my board. “I’m getting old,” I thought. “Old and fat. And weak.”

But I was getting old too fast. I felt like I was 70. Finally, in 2000. I went to the doctor and got the official diagnosis: Parkinson’s disease. It affects about one person in 100, usually people in their seventies. I was in my forties. That made me more like one in 4,000. That’s like winning the lottery. Whoops, wrong lottery.

Parkinson’s causes brain cells in the substantia nigra (Latin for “black stuff”) to die off. This area is where the neurotransmitter dopamine gets manufactured, and without dopamine, the brain’s circuits start misbehaving. When the substantia nigra is 50 to 80 percent gone, you begin to experience Parkinson’s symptoms: usually tremors but also constipation, stiffness, and depression. You slowly lose smooth motion of all kinds, as well as the ability to feel pleasure. It’s a darkness that covers you.

Doctors can’t give you replacement dopamine to fix the problem, because dopamine can’t cross the blood-brain barrier — the fine mesh that keeps coarse intruders like bacteria out of the brain. Instead they give you levodopa (L-dopa), a dopamine precursor with molecules small enough to slip through the barrier. It’s like flooding an assembly line with partly manufactured goods; if one of the workers is in the mood to make a little dopamine, it’s easy to finish the product. But many of the workers on this particular assembly line are already dead, and the rest aren’t feeling so good. Consequently, production is spotty. And there are side effects. Most of the uncontrolled movements we associate with Parkinson’s aren’t actually symptoms of the disease; they’re caused by L-dopa.

As time goes on and you need more L-dopa to produce any dopamine at all, the side effects become worse. It gets so you can’t walk, your movements are so out of control. But it’s still better than the alternative: no dopamine, leading to paralysis, the inability to swallow, and death.

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This is an amazing article about DBS. I hope everyone reads it.
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Hi Carolyn-
Thanks for posting this article. It's fascinating, and well written, too. Steph
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That is an excellent article about DBS. Although it is a serious operation I approached it relaxed and with excitement of what it was going to accomplish. Here are some amusing little incidents that occurred that I would like to share.

First they explained that I would have to wear a condom catheter. Well that wouldn’t be so bad. But the scrub nurse announced she was going to put it on me. Now the scrub nurse couldn’t hold a candle in the looks department to my “drop-dead gorgeous” nurse practitioner on the surgical team. I decided there would be less of a chance of a problem arising (pun intended) with her than with my surgical nurse. But when she announced “I need a amaller one over here” my masculinity took about four steps backwards.

Later when the drilling started there seemed to be a lot of pressure on the drill and I thought to myself "what will happen if they break through and ram the drill bit into my brain?" I asked that question two days later when I returned to have the battery pack/controller implanted and the team all laughed and told me the drill had a micro switch to it and shuts off with the slightest lessening of pressure.

During the surgery I felt something wet on my neck and I asked “Hey I feel some liquids running down my back, should I be concerned?” That caused the entire team to roar with laughter as they assured me that it was nothing.

When they went to put the cap in the hole they had drilled there apparently was a little bone spur that didn’t allow the cap to settle down neatly. The doctor was talking to the Medtronics rep and I remembered thinking “Why are you talking to a SALESMAN about a medical problem?” After they scraped off the burr and got the hole sealed the Medtronics rep told the doctor what a super job he did with the problem and how he would never have thought of fixing it like that. Of course you wouldn’t you jerk you are a SALESMAN.

I enjoyed that surgery so much that three months later I had the other side done!!
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Enjoyed it.......wow you must be lonesome lol lol lol lol lol lol

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That is an excellent article about DBS. Although it is a serious operation I approached it relaxed and with excitement of what it was going to accomplish. Here are some amusing little incidents that occurred that I would like to share.

First they explained that I would have to wear a condom catheter. Well that wouldn’t be so bad. But the scrub nurse announced she was going to put it on me. Now the scrub nurse couldn’t hold a candle in the looks department to my “drop-dead gorgeous” nurse practitioner on the surgical team. I decided there would be less of a chance of a problem arising (pun intended) with her than with my surgical nurse. But when she announced “I need a amaller one over here” my masculinity took about four steps backwards.

Later when the drilling started there seemed to be a lot of pressure on the drill and I thought to myself "what will happen if they break through and ram the drill bit into my brain?" I asked that question two days later when I returned to have the battery pack/controller implanted and the team all laughed and told me the drill had a micro switch to it and shuts off with the slightest lessening of pressure.

During the surgery I felt something wet on my neck and I asked “Hey I feel some liquids running down my back, should I be concerned?” That caused the entire team to roar with laughter as they assured me that it was nothing.

When they went to put the cap in the hole they had drilled there apparently was a little bone spur that didn’t allow the cap to settle down neatly. The doctor was talking to the Medtronics rep and I remembered thinking “Why are you talking to a SALESMAN about a medical problem?” After they scraped off the burr and got the hole sealed the Medtronics rep told the doctor what a super job he did with the problem and how he would never have thought of fixing it like that. Of course you wouldn’t you jerk you are a SALESMAN.

I enjoyed that surgery so much that three months later I had the other side done!!

HILARIOUS!!! You'd think the nurse could have found a more diplomatic way to emasculate you.
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Hi all! I"m writing my first post in the Parkinson's Disease thread. My good friend Stephen Gulie wrote this article; he's an amazing human being and a terrific writer.

My partner was just diagnosed with Parkinson's. Stephen's situation has worsened somewhat (I hope he writes another article describing the aftermath) and yet he is still...just an incredible spirit, staying funny and philosophical and engaged.

I'm utterly new to all of this, so write me back if you have suggestions!

thanks, Steven
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Steven,

Welcome to the forum.

If, I have one word of advice, it is to learn as much about the disease as possible. The slowly progressive nature of PD gives you time to do this.

Well, two words, exercise.

... and three, socialize.

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