By Clark Elliott
The dramatic tale of 1 man’s restoration bargains new desire to these struggling with concussions and different mind traumas
In 1999, Clark Elliott suffered a concussion while his vehicle was once rear-ended. in a single day his existence replaced from that of a emerging professor with a study occupation in synthetic intelligence to a humbled guy suffering to get via a unmarried day. from time to time he couldn’t stroll throughout a room, or perhaps identify his 5 youngsters. medical professionals informed him he might by no means totally get better. After 8 years, the cognitive calls for of his task, and of being a unmarried father or mother, ultimately grew to become greater than he may well deal with. due to one ultimate attempt to get well, he crossed paths with fabulous Chicago-area research-clinicians—one an optometrist emphasizing neurodevelopmental concepts, the opposite a cognitive psychologist—working at the cutting edge of mind plasticity. inside of weeks the ghost of who he have been began to re-emerge.
Remarkably, Elliott saved unique notes all through his adventure, from the instant of effect to the ultimate levels of his restoration, impressive documentation that's the foundation of this interesting book. The Ghost in My Brain gives desire to the hundreds of thousands who are suffering from head accidents every year, and offers a distinct and informative window into the world’s most intricate computational device: the human brain.
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How did you know to look there? How did you do that in less than a second? Š. What holds us in the greatest awe is not merely the hardware, but rather the design of the truly elegant system that runs on it, giving us the human mind. And when we start talking about our minds—that which really makes us human—the numbers get even more staggering. Š. several hundred thousand times the current age of the universe. To simulate concussion damage to a human brain then, we’ll need to gather together those 50 million desktop computers, the 500,000-mile-high stack of paper, and the almost inconceivable amount of information it takes to construct a human mind, then loose a hurricane on the system, ripping out network lines, laying waste to vast sections of memory, and sending landslides to smash hundreds of thousands of computers.
But DePaul’s graduate students are a bright, multiethnic, salt-of-the-earth sort of crowd, and we joked about my loopiness being caused by the automobile accident. None of us took it seriously. After my lecture I couldn’t get up from my chair. Oddly, I had trouble getting through the door of the classroom. Then, when I reached the single flight of stairs that led to the ground floor, I froze up. I couldn’t seem to see the stairs, even though my eyes were working fine. My feet simply wouldn’t move.
Staring at a tree in the park, completely still, completely exhausted, unaccountably hungry, but warm. A tricky moment came and went, as a suspicious cop came by, opened his window, and demanded to know why I was sitting there idling the engine. But in the end it was too cold to get out of his car, so after “rousting” me in this way, he drove away. Soon after, sufficiently recovered, I headed for home. I never drove my car when I was under cognitive duress. But as long as my brain was sufficiently rested when I started out, then I would be okay to drive.
The Ghost in My Brain: How a Concussion Stole My Life and How the New Science of Brain Plasticity Helped Me Get it Back by Clark Elliott