Your alarm clock and your body clock CAN be in sync for Daylight Saving Time
It’s that time of year again – time to ‘spring forward’ with our clocks even though there’s still snow on the ground.
Time to lose an hour of precious sleep that most of us can’t afford.
Time for a super-groggy Monday morning.
Or is it? U-M sleep specialist Cathy Goldstein, M.D., says you don’t have to suffer – if you pay attention to your body’s natural sleep-wake rhythm, and adjust it starting a few days ahead of the clock change. She’s a sleep neurologist at the U-M Sleep Disorders Center.
Jeffrey Kutcher, M.D. has been named part of the U.S. Olympic medical team
On February 7, as the world’s eyes turn toward Sochi, Russia and the 2014 Winter Olympic Games, a U-M doctor will take to the snow and ice alongside America’s athletes.
Jeffrey Kutcher, M.D., is a sports neurologist whose expertise in concussion care has earned him a place on Team USA’s medical staff – and a role watching over the brains of any National Hockey League player on any Olympic team.
These roles – and his role as director of the U-M NeuroSport program for patients, as a team physician for U-M Athletics and a leader in American Academy of Neurology’s sports neurology section – are keeping him super-busy. But he stopped long enough to answer a few questions.
Q: Did you ever dream of going to the Olympics?
A: Growing up, I played hockey and thought about what it might be like to go as an athlete. As the limits Continue reading →
Michael Seyffert, M.D., a neurologist and U-M psychiatrist-in-training, is also a flight surgeon in the Air National Guard.
Veterans’ issues get special focus during Veterans Day week, but Dr. Michael Seyffert focuses on the brains of our recently returned service men and women, and veterans from past conflicts, all year round.
He’s in the last year of psychiatry training at U-M, after more than a decade in practice as a neurologist and sleep specialist. That gives him a double perspective on the brain.
Meanwhile, his service as a lieutenant colonel and flight surgeon in the 127th Wing of the Air National Guard at Selfridge Air Force Base, and experience treating patients on the psychiatry service at the VA Ann Arbor Healthcare System, helps him understand the demands of military service and the challenges veterans face.
Donna Poole, recovering from her aneurysm surgery at U-M early in 2013.
This is part 2 of a two-part blog entry submitted by U-M brain aneurysm patient Donna Poole. Read Part 1 here.
On the day of my aneurysm surgery, my family waited for many hours as Dr. Gregory Thompson and his crew took me apart and put me back together.
The big words for what happened in surgery are right-sided supraorbital craniotomy for aneurysm clipping. Essentially, it involved immobilizing my skull, cutting through skin and scalp, drilling through my skull, opening the protective membranes that surround the brain, and gently continuing down until they got to the aneurysm on the anterior communicating artery at the bottom of my brain.
Later, Dr. Thomspon told me later that the aneurysm was so close to rupturing he did something he seldom does. He used a temporary clip. He then used three permanent clips to deprive the aneurysm of its blood supply.
When the surgical team finished they backed their way out, using four way flashers. OK, kidding about the flashers. But when it was done, they closed the skin with temporary staples. Our daughter counted 48 of them. I wish I had saved them but didn’t think to ask for them at the time. They may have come in handy for deck repair.
The staples in my head looked like a zipper, making me a proud member of what our aneurysm support group calls the Zipperhead Club. I also have 13 pieces of permanent hardware in my head.
The surgical team sent me off to the ICU with instructions for frequent “neuro checks”: that’s hospital code for bug the patient with questions day and night. After repeatedly answering the same questions I decided the serious team of University of Michigan doctors and nurses needed a laugh.
So, when they asked for the umpteenth time if I knew what hospital I was in, I answered I was at Ohio State. There was a moment of shocked silence… before the room exploded with laughter. Dr. Thompson said, “I was going to tell you that you were one of my favorite patients, but not now!”
I loved the competent, compassionate U-M neuro nurses, especially the sweet, short one with the Scottish accent. She challenged me to do what I needed to do to get out of the hospital and sent me home with a hug and a kiss. Hug a nurse the next time you get a chance.
A mere 48 hours after surgery found me home in bed, with flowers, meals, calls, cards, gifts, and visits from family and church family surrounding me like a blanket of love.
A month ago, I marked six months since surgery. Unlike many aneurysm survivors I do not have serious handicaps, but I am not exactly as I was before.
Things that were simple before confuse me now. I cannot smell, which comes in handy because of the mountain of manure that sits behind our backyard. Nothing tastes the way I remember, but it doesn’t stop me from eating. My balance is still a bit off, and my short-term memory problems could give three comedians enough material for full-time work.
They tell me that it takes 18 months for complete healing, so I fully expect to make more progress.
Mostly, I am grateful. I am grateful to God, and to the skilled doctors and nurses, especially Dr. Thompson, my gifted and gracious surgeon. I am grateful to my husband who did so much for me when I could do so little. I am grateful to my children and grandchildren for their help and their humor. I am thankful for our church family. I am grateful to my online aneurysm family, the Facebook support group, 868 members strong and growing daily.
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Most of all I am happy to be alive. I celebrate love and laughter every day. My aneurysm was, in many ways, a gift to me. It reminded me, in a way I will never forget, that life is too short for anything but love.
It is love that makes me holler to you, “Watch out!” That aneurysm fast ball can hit you next. Be aware of the symptoms. You can learn more on the site of the Joe Niekro Foundation.
Take your loved ones out to a ball game. Hug them tightly and tell them you love them. If a fast ball reaches the stands, you decide what to do. Either catch it and get it autographed, or duck!
Read and share the brain aneurysm symptoms shared in this post.
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U-M brain aneurysm patient Donna Poole today, with her granddaughter
Part 1 of 2
Life surprises us with many kinds of stray balls. Take Joe Niekro, one of the top knuckleball pitchers in history with 221 career wins. Even he couldn’t outplay the stray ball of an aneurysm that exploded in his brain on October 26, 2006. He died the next day at age 61.
I am not a sports fan, but I see Joe’s name every day when I log on to Facebook and visit the aneurysm support group page that carries his name. During this Aneurysm Awareness Month, I hope his story and my own can help others.
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