A Fresh Perspective

Yesterday’s appointment went well. The neurosurgeon reviewed all my MRIs, starting from my initial ER visit when Chiari was first seen on a scan. Going through every  image, discussing the symptoms tied to each one, and filling in more of the timeline was both emotionally and physically draining.

She focused on the syringomyelia (syrinx) in my neck. When CSF flow is blocked, fluid can collect in the spinal cord and form a pocket, similar to a cyst. The surgeries I’ve already had were meant to shrink or resolve it, but we don’t have current images of my neck to see if that’s happened. 

One theory is that the remaining syrinx could still be contributing to my symptoms. She sent me downstairs for flexion X-rays of my neck to check the hardware and confirm proper alignment.

Her plan is to gather as much testing as possible to start ruling things out. 

• A follow-up with her after the upright MRIs in October.

• Discussing an angiogram with an interventional radiologist to look at the blood vessels in my brain and check for narrowing. Insufficient blood flow to my brain could be contributing to the fainting, blurry vision, fatigue, and other symptoms. If there is narrowing found, a stent could be placed.

• Another spinal tap to measure the pressure in my spine if my symptoms worsen in the meantime.

She was very honest that she’s still gathering information and that my case is complex. She has treated patients with Chiari Malformation and others with hEDS, but not both in the same person. She explained that Chiari is covered in surgical training, while she learned about EDS and hEDS later in the medical training and the two conditions are rarely discussed together. 

I also learned that the standards for Chiari decompression surgery have changed quite a bit since my first operation. If this had been my initial surgery and she were performing it, she would not have cut the dura (the thick lining around our brains). The big debate about whether to open the dura has shifted; many surgeons now score and stretch it instead. That approach reduces the risk of scarring and adhesions inside the dura. Scarring outside the dura is still possible, but the overall risk is lower. They also try to be more conservative with C1 removal and stabilize the area immediately when needed. It’s striking how much the surgical approach to Chiari has evolved in the last six years.

The appointment was an hour long and she had all my MRIs pulled up and wanted me to explain the symptoms and circumstances around each one and provide more information for her timeline. She is organizing the information as clearly as she can and will likely refer me to another surgeon if another surgery is needed.

Thank you everyone for praying and the support. It was a difficult appointment. I wasn’t sure what to expect and didn’t set my hopes high. It was hard having to sit and relive all the scans, symptoms, and appointments of these last 6 years. I still don’t have a clear explanation on why I’m still struggling with symptoms, but I’m feel hopeful now that there’s a plan and surgeon that will start testing and eliminating possibilities until we have a better idea. 

Thank you,

Shae

Two Months Post-Op: Prayers, Delays, and The Surgeon’s Good News

Thank you everyone for praying for my appointment with the neurosurgeon in Colorado. The prayers were needed. Travel was hard on my body.

We flew Sunday and rested Monday. Tuesday was appointment day. We were up at 4:30 a.m. our time to take a Lyft to the clinic across from the hospital for x-rays. It had to be done early so the radiologist could read it and send it to the surgeon to review before our appointment. Usually, I would get the scans done here and send them over ahead of time, but the office missed it.

After that, we walked to Starbucks to wait three hours for the neurosurgery appointment. We spent the time organizing my symptoms, notes, my questions, and questions from my physical therapists and neurologist.

After sitting in Starbucks for hours, we finally went across the street to the hospital. When we walked into the clinic, the receptionist turned around and called for a nurse. The nurse ran around the corner and said the surgeon was called into emergency surgery and I would need to come back on Thursday.

Right away, my mom and I said in unison, “We flew from Washington.” There was a scurry around the corner, and we waited a few minutes for a nurse to come and say that we could come back at 3:30.

We went back outside and had to figure out what to do while we waited. We didn’t want to take another Lyft just to come back later. We walked around a bit and then ended up back at Starbucks. It became a very long and exhausting day. I thought it would take up the morning and early afternoon, and then I would have time to rest before we traveled back home.

Finally, the time came to meet with the neurosurgeon. He is pleased with my progress. My scar is healing very well. The x-rays show that all the screws are in place and exactly where they need to be. We talked through my symptoms and how to treat or monitor them. We talked through the scary symptoms that sent me to the ER at OHSU. He had a fresh take and thinks they are related to post-surgical complications, not nerve damage. Most of the symptoms, he thinks, can be managed by medication and physical therapy. It was really good news and an answer to my prayer. Thank you everyone for praying with me for healing and through this very stressful time.

This is the most recent x-ray I had done in Colorado. The curving in my neck is from surgery and being in the brace. The brace is to keep those screws in place, while they solidify into place. I will do physical therapy in the future to strengthen and straighten the neck. The second screw going down is the one that gives me chills to look at 😬

I’m now able to lift 10 pounds and can start weaning off the neck brace. My neck muscles are very weak, so it’s going to be a slow process. The brace has a knob in the front that you can pull up and twist to adjust it up or down. Right now, the brace is supporting my head. During the day, I’m going to start turning the knob to make it loose, and then when my neck gets fatigued, adjust it back up (beginning with 2–5 minutes).

When my neck gets a little stronger and used to holding itself up again, I’m going to move to a soft collar, which doesn’t support your head as much but still protects it. Eventually, I will work to one of those travel pillows—not for support, but to keep my head movements in range.

Physical therapy is starting slow. I’m going for walks daily with my walker. 5 minutes out and 5 minutes back. There is also therapy for my eyes. I have a popsicle stick with the letter “A” on it. I hold it out in front of me and pull it toward me until it blurs, then I restart for a few sets. Then I do the same thing sideways. It’s going to be a long time to build up strength—especially since I was so deconditioned before this surgery, plus the other two surgeries. My body is weak, and this next year feels daunting. I probably have two years of 4–5 therapy appointments per week in front of me once I work up to them all. That will include balance/neck therapy, POTS protocol, speech/cognitive therapy, occupational therapy (handwriting, grip), and strain-counterstrain therapy. They almost all come with homework too.

I asked the surgeon how much longer he expected my pain to last and how high it should be. My pain is still incredibly high. My mom keeps a schedule and wakes me up throughout the night to stay ahead of the pain. I still wake up multiple times a night in pain, and there’s usually a point in the day I can feel myself wanting to slip into a meltdown like a child because the pain gets so bad it feels like I can’t talk. The surgeon said he absolutely expects it to be that high right now. He said to expect the pain to come down and feel better by the 6-month mark.

At 12 weeks, in December, I’m going to have a CT to check the bone graft and make sure it is still in place. That will also be when I have another check-in with the surgeon virtually.

These last few weeks felt so turbulent and so exhausting. I have a long way to go, but I made it past the two-month mark. I’m so grateful for all the prayers and messages. I received messages of prayers and encouragement in the moments I needed them the most. I came home to a gift from a friend and a card from an unknown sender. I don’t know who sent the card or how you got my address, but thank you so much for the card and encouragement.

The last month has been about surviving, and I haven’t been up to responding much, but thanks for all the love and support. 💜

Shae

Whoever sent this card to me, thank you so much, for your thoughtfulness. I received it the day I got home and it warmed my heart.