Bionic handball

When you or a loved one is suffering from a disease, every cure or beneficial procedure seems to be put into a context of percentages.  This becomes particularly true when dealing with surgery. Right now, I am hanging on to 1 in 1000.

1 in 1000 is the chance of something going seriously wrong during tomorrow's surgery. Pretty nice odds when the lifetime chances of getting seriously hurt in a motor vehicle accident are 1 in 266. Really, getting trough Portland traffic to get to the hospital may be more statistically dangerous than having deep brain stimulation! (Other interesting prcentages: getting hit by an asteroid is 1 in 500,000, getting cancer is 1 in 7.)

Tomorrow morning Den will go in to surgery, the second DBS patient of the morning. When I asked the doctor, "What about alcohol after surgery?", he replied, "You want recommendations? Oregon has some nice Pinot."  It was established that Den can have a nice glass of celebration wine when he gets out of ICU.

Den will leave ICU with two U shaped transmitters in his forehead. About 10 days later he will go back into surgery to implant the power pack into his chest. It will then be programmed and turned on mid-September. So, tomorrow is the first part of a month long journey to finding some relief from Parkinson's: in short,  we won't know if the surgery worked for him until the device is programmed and turned on about a month from now.

In the time between tomorrow's surgery and the chest implant, Den will have to rest his brain. He was told not to think too much and to take life very easy:  his brain needs to rest and heal. All questions about economics or geographical trivia will have to be answered upon his return to Missoula. I thought he could watch the E! Entertainment channel as much as possible, particularly any reality show with Kardashian in the title. Mom and he will, instead, head for the coast for the recovery period where he can be by the sea, which is probably a better idea. 

Tomorrow feels hopeful. His doctor is one of the best and so is this health center. Den  is having such a hard time with Parkinson's that we feel grateful we have this procedure as a possible chance to resume a more normal life. Den spent a fair amount of time with the doctor today asking if the wire from his chest to his brain could be longer so he could have full motion during handball. It can't, which could provide a good excuse if he loses a handball game after recovery. As Den showed the doctor the full motion he needed for handball, I felt a surge of happiness: it has been a long time since he has talked about playing his favorite sport.

Thank you all for your encouragement, support, and hope. I will post later tomorrow. 

Daphne