Reaching Down the Rabbit Hole: Extraordinary Journeys into the Human Brain

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This starts out strong, with an introduction into various complex and interesting neurology patients. We have hydrocephalus, subarachnoid haemorrhage, strokes and even ovarian teratomas. It's fascinating stuff, told in a way that feels accessible and not too weighed down by medical jargon. However, I did find the stories petered out somewhat towards the end, and I also really didn't like the way Allan Ropper describes some of his patients. Is 'blonde, very attractive, a little on the plump side, but very lovely' really appropriate? No, I think not. I liked Dr Ropper, he came across nicely and informally, but his ego can get a bit wearisome after a while. I am trying not to hold the whole ego thing against him, after all he is a neurologist and fair enough he does an amazing job that very few people can or would choose to do.

There is an old joke among stand-up comics that goes: "Dying is easy, comedy is hard." If we were as inner-directed as comedians, we neurologists might say, "Trauma is easy, neurology is hard." Every one of our patients has, in effect, fallen into a hole, and it's our job is to get them out again. We rarely stop to think about how much of our persona is created by the forty-three or so facial muscles at our disposal, especially those that encircle our eyes. When we think of eyes, other than their color, we think mainly about their frame: the lids, lashes, and brows; a squint, a glint, an arched brow, a purposeful asymmetry. We speak with our eyes. We read other people’s faces through a myriad of micro-expressions. One of the cruelties of ALS is that it not only forces its victims onto ventilators, thus robbing them of speech, but it eventually neutralizes most of the facial muscles, reducing the expressive palette to a few basic gestures.”Reaching Down the Rabbit Hole does not particularly try to be funny, yet its commentary on how events happen to arrange themselves has a comic sensibility. Ropper's mirthless exchange of one-liner jokes with a hospital visitor who turns out to be a former comedy writer establishes a fellowship between the men and helps us understand the origins of this show business take on clinical neurology. Something I learned from the book. That what a patient reports are symptoms and they are all subjective, things we feel, and have to be taken at face value. But what a doctor sees are signs, and they are objective. I'd never thought of it that way. Put the two together and you are on your way to a diagnosis. Told in a breezy style through a series of real-life case studies, Ropper's book offers a fascinating glimpse of the ways in which our brain can go wrong. * Financial Times * We started him on acyclovir, an antiviral medication, and he soon improved. Five days later, Vince was discharged, talking normally again, and, for better or worse, just like his old self.

To become a good clinical neurologist, you have to be intensely interested by what the brain does, how it works, how it breaks down.”A moderately interesting story of the life of a neurologist, marred by the gigantic ego of the author. I'm sure you need a gigantic ego to do the job and there are plenty of stories where he gets stuff wrong (at first, before getting it right obv) but the overall impression is of being sat next to someone at a dinner party who starts off seeming an absolutely fascinating and enthralling raconteur and by the third course you're wondering who you ought to stab in the eye with a dessert fork: yourself or him.

I wish I was smart enough to become a doctor because I think their work is so interesting particularly neurology. Dr. Ropper, Reaching Down The Rabbit Hole makes this point with his tales of the variety of illnesses, accidents, and medical conditions neurologists treat. He calls neurology the Queen of medicine because of its diversity.Arwen Cleary had been a professional figure skater as a teenager, had retired from the Ice Capades upon its dissolution in 1995, had then raised three children, gotten divorced, and moved with her two younger children to a ranch house in Leominster, a distant suburb, where she worked part-time at a local health club. Her medical history was unremarkable: once a smoker, she had quit ten years earlier. Her travels had taken her no place more exotic than Bermuda and no more distant than Orlando. Her only hospitalizations to that point had been in maternity wards. She was remarkably fit and in seemingly good cardiovascular health, if judged only by her appearance and vital signs. But shortly after a visit to a chiropractor, she had suffered a vertebral artery dissection, a form of stroke. The phrase A and O times three means "awake, oriented to self, oriented to place, and oriented to time." Some people add a fourth: oriented to situation. The problem is that everybody is "oriented times one" unless they are hysterical or dead. Dr. Allan H. Ropper is a Professor at Harvard Medical School and the Raymond D. Adams Master Clinician at Brigham and Women's Hospital in Boston. He is credited with founding the field of neurological intensive care and counts Michael J. Fox among his patients.

There are any number of ways the brain can go wrong and Ropper seems to have encountered them all: meningitis, subarachnoid haemorrhage, embolism, tumours, gliomas, seizures and hemiplegias.

You may change or cancel your subscription or trial at any time online. Simply log into Settings & Account and select "Cancel" on the right-hand side. In instances of conversion hysteria, the family of the patient is frequently overbearing and probably causal to the symptoms. Some families demand that the neurologist solve this problem right now and provide a solution that will indicate easy treatment with drugs or reassurance that the illness is nothing to worry about at this point in the patient's life. Either solution is rarely the case. The neurologist is often blamed by these families because he or she is regarded as a shaman who can cure all ills and provide happy endings. Somehow the illness becomes the doctor's fault.