i am a 57-year-old with adult onset normal pressure hydrocephalus (nph). living with nph is challenging, but i try to take it one day at a time and appreciate something every day. i do my best to focus on what i can do, rather than what i can’t and make the most of available resources. although i no longer function the way i used to, the support of friends and family, both direct and extended, helps me through each day.
severe headaches & walking problems
it started in late 2002 when i was having severe headaches, as well as walking and balance problems. my family doctor could see no logical reason for this situation, and put it down to normal, stress-related headaches. however, these issues worsened. finally, at a routine appointment, my arthritis specialist suggested i have an mri to hopefully figure out what was happening. the mri showed that the ventricles in my brain were extremely enlarged. diagnosis: nph.
an appointment was made for me with the department head of neurosurgery at toronto western hospital (twh). he told me that, based on the mri results, i would need surgery as soon as possible. i travelled home from that meeting bawling my eyes out. i had never heard of hydrocephalus and could only dwell on the fact that i needed “brain” surgery. i was devastated, as was my wife, janice, and family. he then arranged for me to see one of his colleagues, dr. mojgan hodaie. janice and i met with her on a thursday. after examining me and the x-ray and ct results, she asked my wife what she was doing the next day. my wife replied, “i can be open. why?” dr. hodaie said, “i would like you here at 6 am as this is the time i have set for john’s surgery.” both janice and i were in shock. i was to be admitted immediately…5th floor, b wing…i’ll always remember that. i was admitted to a private room. i suppose this was to help calm me down as i was a total mess with the prospect of the next day’s events. once i was admitted, a nurse came in to do routine blood work. my tension would not let my veins cooperate until the nurse asked me if i had any pets. i started telling her about our cat, called cali…and the blood started flowing. the nurse told me they use these kinds of “calming tactics” for stubborn cases.