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Brain Surgery Patient Trapped in a Mental Time Warp
diverge_s writes "BrainConnection has an interesting article about a man who lives life straight out of the movie Memento. FTA: "When twenty-seven year old Henry M. entered the hospital in 1953 for radical brain surgery that was supposed to cure his epilepsy, he was hopeful that the procedure would change his life for the better. Instead, it trapped him in a mental time warp where TV is always a new invention and Truman is forever president. The removal of large sections of his temporal lobes left Henry unable to form any new personal memories, but his tragic loss revolutionized the field of psychology and made "H.M." the most-studied individual in the history of brain research.""
It means he never has to put up with re-runs on television and got to escape the entire disco era unscathed.
It's a small world and it smells funny; I'd buy another if it wasn't for the money; Take back what I paid (SoM)
"BrainConnection has an interesting article about a man who lives life straight out of the movie Memento. FTA: "When twenty-seven year old Henry M. entered the ..."
This case reminded me of another case I learned about in a psychology class several years ago. There is a British man named Clive Wearing who has a similar condition caused by disease. A video of Wearing showed him greeting his wife as if for the first time in months or years, even if she had only just stepped out of the room for a minute, writing in his journal every couple minutes etc. They did say that he had some vague recollection of major events like the fall of the Berlin wall and the Soviet Union, but not much beyond that. He was also shown playing the piano very fluently, although he went into a seizure as soon as he stopped playing, supposedly because of the "shock" from the music stopping.
Okay, I started typing this based only on the title of the /. article when it was still in the mysterious future. It looks like I'm talking about the same guy that the article is. Anyway, this guy is
truly fascinating. It's good to hear that he's still alive and kicking! Here's what I typed before reading the article:
I was doing video conversions (VHS->VCD) for a Pyschology professor a while back and he had this most amazing video of a man through some sort of illness had lost the ability to make new memories (a
la, Memento, although this was before the release of that movie). He was happy as a clam, although kind of dazed and confused. What was interesting though, was that as he got older (the video followed
him over something like twenty years), he started to adapt. I say adapt, because he wasn't making new memories, but was learning patterns. Let me explain: the nurses always came into his room hoping
that he would recognize them, but of course he wouldn't, because he met them after the brain injury, but he started to pick up on that anticipation and started to fake knowing them, as best he could.
...is better known as Cowboy Neal.
(Caption on the screen: 'IT'S THE MIND -- A WEEKLY MAGAZINE OF THINGS PSYCHIATRIC' Cut to montage of photographs again with captions and music. Cut to a man sitting at usual desk. He is Mr Boniface.)
... (looks puzzled fir a moment) Anyway, tonight on 'It's the Mind' we examine the phenomenon of déjà vu, that strange...
... that ... we've lived through something...
Boniface: Good evening. Tonight on 'It's the Mind', we examine the phenomenon of déjà vu. That strange feeling we sometimes get that we've lived through something before, that what is happening now has already happened. Tonight on 'It's the Mind' we examine the phenomenon of déjà vu, that strange feeling we sometimes get that we've
(Cut to opening title sequence with montage of psychiatric photos and the two captions and music over. Cut back to Mr Boniface at desk, shaken. Caption on screen: 'IT'S THE MIND')
Boniface: Good evening. Tonight on 'It's the Mind' we examine the phenomenon of déjà vu, that strange feeling we someti... mes get
(Cut to opening titles again. Back then to Boniface, now very shaken. Caption on screen: 'IT'S THE MIND')
"entered the hospital in 1953 for radical brain surgery"
If the most recent development was in 1953, is it still news?
The funniest and cruelest thing you can do to him is show him his own reflection. How would you feel if you woke up one morning and had tons of wrinkles on your face where none were before.
"Love heals scars love left." -- Henry Rollins
WWASD?
What would Adam Sandler do?
Bill Clinton: Pimp we can believe in. - The Shirt!!!
I have epilepsy, specifically partial complex seizures of the temporal lobe. No neurosurgeon ever suggested surgery as a solution, but based on cases like this, I think I would have declined the offer had it been made. I can't imagine actually having part of my brain removed, and because everyone is different, results like this man's can never be 100% avoided.
The brain has a fantastic ability to route around damage, but 53 years after this man's surgery, we still don't know enough about the way it works to reliably fix problems that the brain itself cannot handle.
(Then again, my seizure episodes aren't nearly as frequent as described in the article.)
Give a man fire, and you warm him for the night. Set a man on fire, and you warm him for the rest of his life.
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Your'e all thinking it, I just said it for you
I think hitting over the head with a chair would be pretty cruel, because man, that would have to hurt.
Apparently what happened in practice is that doctors would use coat hangers or any other bits of wire they could find, and slash at the brain until the symptoms stopped.
Arguably, though, severe brain damage (through cutting chunks out or prodding them wildly with steel rods) was probably a better fate than those in Victorian asylums, which combined all the home comforts of a Soviet-era Siberian prison camp with the theraputic properties of a medieval torture chamber. At least the victims of the medical experiments were often incapable of suffering much. (Some, just not as much.)
Modern therapies for brain disorders are often highly dangerous, extremely toxic to the rest of the body, notorious for side-effects, often addictive, and many are poorly studied with completely unknown long-term consequences. That is many thousands of times better again than those who underwent the surgery.
With the newer discoveries being produced through fMRI and other next-generation scanning equiptment, I fully expect the next thirty to fourty years to produce as many radical changes to neurological treatments as the past thirty to fourty have. It'll be interesting to see how things change.
It's a small world and it smells funny; I'd buy another if it wasn't for the money; Take back what I paid (SoM)
I thought this story covered the term but apparently it doesn't. Anyway, the medical term for Henry's condition is called anterograde amnesia. And if it hasn't already been mentioned here, it's also the same ailment that the protagonist Leonard has in the movie Memento. And if you liked that movie I reccommend reading the short story it was based on. It's an excellent piece of prose.
-Shawn "If the Name Don't Rhyme It Ain't Mine" Conn
When my mother had a stroke when she was dying of cancer, a very odd thing happened.
I rushed to the hospital, she seemed ok, but weak. We talked for hours, everything seemed fine. I still don't know what prompted me to ask the question as our converstation was pretty much normal. I asked her "Do you know you who I am?"
She said "No, should I?". Pretty much the worst moment of my life. As it turned out, she though it was 1968 and she was in there to give birth to what would be my brother Kevin.
Thankfully, over the next few weeks, most of it came back, but it all came back in chronological order.
She was back to the 1980's within a few hours, but the next 12 years came back much slower. She thought I was still with my first girlfriend circa 1990, that we had our old pets. The last few years were the only thing that remained somewhat little fuzzy.
I always thought that was very telling about the mind. Not sure exactly what it says, but it definitely says something. Maybe memory is stored tree-like. The other thing that was odd, was the closer to the present it got, the slower it came back.
-William Shatner can be neither created nor destroyed.
I've have one that's very specific, but only been a minor nuisance. I blow people's names. Especially in a work environment, where I'm constantly meeting new people. A new person will have to remind me of their name anywhere from six to twelve times before it sinks in. Some people I know for awhile, then start calling them by the wrong name for a while. Then I stop that and get back to calling them by their right name again. Most people are understanding (I have to explain myself), but some get quite offended.
Mind you, it's the only memory defect I have. I can remember a face after meeting a person once and not seeing them for years. In conversation with a co-worker on a day-to-day basis, I can tell them what we talked about yesterday, what they were wearing last week, everything they've told me about themselves down to the most minute detail. Just not their name! But in most cases, I finally get them straight after a few months.
I was just wondering, with all the psych buffs in here...(PS it works this way online, too. I'm more likely to remember posters by their sig, or even just by their writing style, or on other forums by their icons...I'll even place people by their ID-number before their names!)
I am the same way, and by way of ref, I was "diagnosed" ADD/ADHD in the late 80's/early 90's (you seriously expect ME to remember when, yeah right, read the first part of the sentence again). I have since spent a lot of time talking to some very knowledgeable (think genius and add some on top) Psychs (both varieties) and have come to the conclusion (which they sometimes acknowledge is a reasonable belief, since so little seems to be known about this "disease" (phhht)) that ADD/ADHD is not a impairment in the way that the mind makes connections with data, but in how much data the mind is anticipating. Kinda like revving your engine and dropping into second, sometimes you're where you need to be to make that happen, sometimes your not. ADD/ADHD people sometimes seem like everyday normal people, and sometimes we're all over the place, and sometimes we're about to fall apart on ya.
But back to you're post, yeah, you're not the only one. I CANNOT seem to get a person's name for anything, but I can do the face/item trick just as well. One of my prof's, double doctorate, retired from TWO psy institutions had a very simple trick for learning names, and he taught it to every one of his classes, psy or otherwise during the first few days of class. Use ONE (no more and no less) phrase everytime you meet someone, and you're brain starts to pick up on when you meet someone, you learn their name. Trust my words, he could pick up any name he could say like this. Most students in my classes could too! (I think my ADD/ADHD/Whatever kept me from being able to do this as quickly as most, but it works. He had us say something to the effect of (but use what works for you):
Hello, my name is ______, and your name is? (wait for answer) Nice to meet you _______.
Keep in mind, we were doing an in class exercise whereby we had to do this over and over with our classmates, but since, it has helped that part of my mind alot, and yes, it does sound really cliche. Please ignore that part, just trust that it REALLY does WORK.
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This is older than internet and I combined. Did someone just take Psychology 100 recently?
HJ
Did the operation cure the epilepsy?
For the weeks that I was like this, I was essentially dead. I was lucky enough that for me it was temporary, though I still have some problems, but even if I weren't already an atheist it would have been total confirmation that there is no afterlife, because with that small part of my brain not working I was literally no longer a person, I didn't exist as a mind - I was just some pile of animated meat.
The process of regaining the memory "stickiness" was strange - that time feels like my birth.
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This article talks about "In the 19th century a German anatomist Leopold Auerbach observed a complex network of nerve cells in the human digestive tract. And now scientists in the US and Germany are claiming to have rediscovered this so called 'second brain' which is made up of a knot of brain nerves in the digestive tract and is believed to involve around 100 billion nerve cells - more than those held in the spinal cord." and is really just a blurb but quite interesting food for thought. It comes from the Discovery Channel's website, since they do a lot of Health programming. (no puns intended, thanks, altho it is quite funny)
This article is a BB set of posts that is probably how most front page slashdotters would react to this topic, but it does have some insightful information, like this quote from halfway down the page Which leads me to my belief that the organs DO almost all the work of memory, but it is the brain that stitches all that information back together, as well as some information storage of it's own. Does the fact that all information travel via the nerve clusters as electronic impulses that originate and return to the brain have anything to do with the electrical firing that MRI's and the like pick up? More and more I think this is really the case (If you are a medico student and want a thesis, use this, please, if you have seen papers published on this topic, please let me know!!!)
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I just wanna say, you are a really smart buncha nerdy people. How you ended up on my TV isn't even relevant right now. I'm truly inspired by your fresh approach to scientific criticism and humour. kudos to you all and let the show go on!
I just wanna say, you are a really smart buncha nerdy people. How you ended up on my TV isn't even relevant right now. I'm truly inspired by your fresh approach to scientific criticism and humour. praise to you all and let the show go on!
In the weeks afterward, Andy had some fairly classic stroke symptoms, including paralysis on his right side. He couldn't talk, even to say his own name. But he could sing songs with people, because that skill is located on the right side of the brain, rather than on the left side with our language centers. And when his nasogastric feeding tube was pulled out, he spat out a very intelligible "fuck". Evidently swearing becomes a reflex.
While he was still recovering the ability to stand and to walk, he had to be watched all the time, because he'd keep trying to get up out of his wheelchair... unsuccessfully. But the fact that he kept trying to use his right arm and leg - not remembering that they didn't work - probably helped their recovery.
Every time I talked to Andy, I'd tell him about my new apartment; he'd usually - but not always - react with surprise. During one phone conversation (which wasn't going very well because he was distracted by the TV in front of him), I asked if I could talk to his father (with whom he was staying). Andy put down the cordless phone, saw that Dad was busy, looked up at the TV... and forgot I was there. I had to yell from the sofa cushion to get his attention, so he'd pick up the phone again. Conversations were always difficult because "what did you do today?" would elicit either shrugs or he'd just make something up, his mind grasping at any random memory that might serve as an answer. I frequently fell back on retelling him the same stories about my life lately, just to fill time and stay connected to him, and hoping that maybe they'd sink in.
He did gradually form some new memories. His therapists accomplished some of this by chronic repetition. Living in an environment with lots of calendars and repeated quizzes about the month and year, he got fairly good at remembering that. By asking him over and over during our drive home from a restaurant what the name of it was (no, he didn't find it annoying; each time I asked he barely remembered that previous time), he was able to remember it an hour later. Once, in response to me commenting about my shitty finances, he commented about "the new apartment". After several months of telling him about the fact that I'd gone back to college for another degree, he seemed surprised when I mentioned it again, but on a hunch I asked him what the name of it was, and he remembered. But for the most part, he learned to compensate for short-term memory with habits and with a lot of clever guessing.
I wish I could tell you about Andy's condition in the long-term, but his family won't let me see or talk to him anymore. (They say he'd get overstimulated and unmanageable after I visited or called on the phone... and I never got along that well with them to begin with.) I fought this at first, but since they're better able to care for him (they have money and a support network; I'm just me and underemployed), and since he's painlessly unaware that I'm not in his life anymore (for all he knows, he might have just seen me yesterday), I finally had to let go. More of the personal sob-story details can be found here.
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Memory deficits are a risk of epilepsy surgery. As yet there's no truly reliable way to predict post-surgical memory problems, but since surgery is generally a last resort, it's a risk the patients have to take. This kind of memory problem is also typical of Wernicke-Korsakoff's Syndrome, dramatized in the second chapter of Oliver Sacks's "The Man who Mistook his Wife for a Hat," which is often a consequence of long drinking binges (and an accompanying vitamin deficiency, I think). You don't always see the truly dense amnesia, but when you do it's striking.
Your computer (like your body) may run fine for a while, it may even go to sleep and wake back up and go on running normally. Eventually you may come across some quirky behaviour (mental disorder) that you can't fix with patches (surgery?) or subsystem resets (drugs?). When all else fails, you reboot your computer (ECT) and everything goes back to normal.
ECT induces a seizure, and your brain sort of shuts down and resets itself. The mechanisms aren't entirely understood, but it works well to treat severe depression.
Electro-Shock Therapy has been portrayed as horrible torture (which it was used for) and has been tried for the treatment of many mental conditions (like schizophrenia and personality disorders) where it does little to no good. It definitely has a shady past, but the modern reality is much more benign and therapeutic.
Is he still looking for John G.?