Ok, so it has been a while, I know, but life has gone on here at the International Headquarters of Shaking not Stirred nonetheless.
Apart from the trauma of the bathroom in the last blog, I also updated you with the latest about my hoped-for brain surgery. I use the term ‘hoped-for’ for a reason – I am still hoping to have it!
Let me say here and now, the delay is no one person’s fault, but rather a perfect storm of events.
I had my MRI scan as scheduled (see previous blog) and all went well. I went home and pretty much self isolated for a while to avoid Covid and any other nasties that may have delayed things. I was told that subject to the MRI result I should look at mid-May for the operation date. A few weeks after the scan I had an on-line call from my Consultant and the Neurosurgeon. They are two very nice, very intelligent and experienced ladies, and they take their time to explain things medical to me in terms that I can understand, i.e. in words of one syllable.
The results of the MRI were not quite as hoped for. Apparently, as I understand it, if you have a DBS then they can only perform a partial MRI on your brain because, if they turn the machine up to 10 like they would on a normal person, the ‘Magnetic’ bit in Magnetic Resonance Imaging would drag the metal parts of my brain implants out of my head and deposit them all over the scanner, which is not my first choice of therapy. I have to have a much reduced type of scan and in my case – wouldn’t you know it – the image of the implants is not too clear.
This has not helped the initial question that the MRI was designed to help, which is – after 11 years of sitting in my brain, will the implants come out cleanly? Or is the brain tissue so overgrown on the implants that to remove them would cause the tissue to tear and thus cause a bleed in my brain, which is commonly known as a stroke? I am not too sure how many people, worldwide, have had this replacement procedure done after so long. We discussed the pro’s and con’s of the operation. In an ideal world, the old DBS implants come out, and a new set of implants go into the same location. I originally thought that I was having a third lead into the GPI (see previous blog) but apparently, after a review of my symptoms, the team feel a new system will be more effective. This is because it is more than probable that my dystonia is caused by my current DBS, in which case the third lead would not improve things as well as it would if my dystonia were caused by my Parkinson’s itself, not the therapy.
With the new, all singing, all dancing DBS the team can (and I am seriously impressed by this next bit) direct the flow of the electricity into a beam which can be focused on any relevant part of the brain. At the moment (apparently) the signal just courses through the target area, which is causing the dystonia. With the new DBS, the signal can be directed to stop the tremor without causing the dystonia. That would be life changing for me. However, the surgery is not without its own built in risks, not least the aforementioned risk of a bleed. There is also the risk that it just won’t improve things, or it could even make things worse!
So, where are we now? Well, since the last call with the neuro team I have been asked to try two different medications for my dystonia. One I can’t take due to another underlying condition not connected to my Parkinson’s. The other medication I did take, but in a list of 10 possible side effects I managed to tick all 10 – tummy trouble, excess sweating, dizzy spells, confusion, insomnia – the list goes on but you get the picture. I tried it for two weeks at the minimum dose but I felt so poorly I stopped it, which was a shame because the dystonia actually improved very slightly, but feeling so poorly made it impossible to continue and I didn’t really notice the improvement until I stopped taking it, when the dystonia came back with a vengeance.
I have recently had a second call from the Consultant to check up on how the medication was working. As it is not doing me any favours we have agreed to stop it. This leaves me with two options:
- Don’t have the surgery and live with the ever worsening dystonia and accompanying pain and social embarrassment,
- Have the surgery and risk it either not improving the dystonia, making it worse, or suffering something catastrophic if it goes wrong.
When I asked if there are any other viable therapies for Parkinson’s related dystonia I got the one-word answer, “No”. You can’t argue with honesty!
As luck would have it for me, the surgeon is now not available until sometime next month, when we will have another on-line meeting and a final decision will be made. I am feeling that they may decide that it is too risky to try the procedure after so much time, and my quandary now is do I press them to do it and take the chance on it all going wrong, or do I say ‘no thank you’ and pass up the opportunity of life changing surgery?
Anyone who knows me knows that I am a decision maker. Right or wrong, I usually don’t hesitate and make my mind up. This is all very well when the choice is ‘chicken or beef’, but ‘possible freedom or possible wheelchair’? takes a bit more thought.
I will let you know when I do.
And, no – there are no amusing captions this time – this is serious stuff!
I do have a post script to this blog –
I was contacted by a charity in the USA and asked if I could direct you to a particular Parkinson’s related item about Paraquat and Parkinson’s, which I thought was very interesting. I provide the link below, without prejudice: