How the piano bench cushions helped my son sleep at night
I was sitting in my car one morning when I heard my son saying, “Daddy, I can’t breathe.”
He was crying.
I knew something was wrong, but I didn’t know what.
I asked him if he could just lay down and I’d be there to comfort him.
“No, Daddy,” he said, “I need you to keep me calm.”
I couldn’t believe my ears.
I had been on my knees with my head down for the last 20 minutes trying to calm my son, who was crying like a baby, while my wife was sitting across from me and trying to hold him back.
When I asked my husband what he thought, he said he felt like he was drowning.
I told him I needed him to stay calm and reassure him, but that he was going to need help.
I was concerned that my husband would try to leave the house and that I would be left to worry for him.
I went to the hospital for an evaluation.
The doctor said I had a mild concussion and a mild traumatic brain injury, but he didn’t mention that I had experienced a head injury.
“It’s been a really long time since you’ve had a concussion,” he told me.
My husband is a professional baseball player, so I’m sure I knew about his history of concussions, but the doctor didn’t.
He asked about my husband’s other concussions.
Did I have a concussion?
I told the doctor I had only a mild one.
“Oh, really?” he asked.
I hadn’t even heard of concussive head injuries before.
“That’s because they’re not called concussions,” he explained.
“They’re called traumatic brain injuries, which means they cause permanent brain damage.”
The concussion doctor suggested we call it a concussion now, and he explained that it’s a relatively mild injury that can last anywhere from a few minutes to a few hours.
“The concussion is not a permanent injury,” he noted.
He told me that I was going through the right stages of the brain and that my brain was still recovering.
“We have to get you to a hospital,” he cautioned.
My doctor and I agreed to take him to the emergency room, where we waited in a waiting room for an hour.
The neurologist and the neurosurgeon both said that they would be there in a few days, but we could wait for a few weeks.
The neurosurgeons told us that they were taking my son to a specialist neurologist for further evaluation.
He wasn’t sure if it was a concussion, but they told us he had a traumatic brain condition.
When the specialist neurologists arrived, we went to a room in the emergency department.
A nurse brought us to the neuropsychologist, who examined us.
He diagnosed me with a mild cerebral infarction, which was a mild mild traumatic head injury, and then prescribed me with two drugs: a neuroleptic and an antidepressant.
The Neuroleptic Drug: A Neuroletic I knew this drug from my father’s doctor.
When my mother had a stroke in her early 40s, she took it.
When she recovered, she got it again.
I took it when I was a kid and had a great time with it.
But my mother didn’t have the same kind of recovery.
Her stroke had been severe and her brain damage had left her with a weakened memory.
My father, who suffered from depression, took the medication and had it for a year.
But his stroke was more severe and he was taking the medication for the next five years.
“I didn’t think about it that much,” he says.
“A year after she got the stroke, she came back and she had to have it again because she had an aggressive stroke.
The stroke had made her lose her memory, and her memory was pretty bad.”
The neuroleptics had been working wonders for my father, but when the stroke happened again in his 40s and he had to get another one, he was in trouble.
His memory loss was so bad, he couldn’t remember anything from that time on.
“This is my new normal,” he thought.
So I took the neurolepics.
My wife and I are both neurologists, but it wasn’t until we had to take a special kind of neurolepsy medication for our daughter, who had a severe brain tumor, that we realized that neurolepsis was a treatment we could try.
“Neuroleptic drugs are not going to work in every situation,” says Dr. Elizabeth Siegel, a neurosurgery resident at NYU Langone Medical Center in New York City.
“But if you can manage the symptoms and make sure you’re not taking medication that will make you feel worse, then it will work.”
Neuroleptic Drugs Are Safe, and They Work I took my son home from the hospital.
He was in bed and we had just given him the dose of the neuroletic and