The Last Best Cure
The Last Best Cure
My Quest to Awaken the
Healing Parts of My Brain
and Get Back My Body,
My Joy, and My Life
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Donna Jackson Nakazawa
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Nakazawa, Donna Jackson.
The last best cure : my quest to awaken the healing parts of my brainand get back my body, my joy, and my life / Donna Jackson Nakazawa.
p. cm.
Includes bibliographical references and index.
ISBN 978-1-101-60990-3
1. Nakazawa, Donna JacksonHealth. 2. Autoimmune diseasesPatientsUnited StatesBiography. 3. Autoimmune diseasesAlternative treatment. 4. Autoimmune diseasesPsychosomatic aspects. 5. Mind and body therapies. I. Title.
RC600.N36 2013
616.97'80092dc23
[B] 2012018972
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For my father
Contents
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Introduction
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T his book began with my own sudden lockdown into the world of the chronically ill a little more than a decade ago. One day in 2001 I was pulling my daughter in a red wagon to the neighborhood pool to swim my evening mile in the lap lane. The next day I was paralyzed, unable to use my arms or legs, in Johns Hopkins Hospital with Guillain-Barr syndrome (GBS), a disease similar to multiple sclerosis but with more sudden onset and a wider array of possible outcomes.
I slowly regained my ability to walk, drive, and tie my childrens shoes only to fall paralyzed with GBS again in 2005. The second recovery was harder, more tenuous. Although with miracle drugs and half a year of grueling physical therapy I could get down the steps and to my mailbox again, I still dealt with the neurological fallout of having had GBS twicenumb feet and hands, muscle spasms, poor reflexes, and a flu-like lethargy that no amount of sleep could cure.
Over the years other diagnoses unrelated to GBS had also thickened my chart: thyroiditis, more nerve damage, a clotting disorder, low red and white blood cell counts, bowel problems, slipped disks, and fevers of unknown origin. Every few months Id end up back in crisis mode.
My team of specialistssome of the best on the planetpulled miracles out of thin air for me time and again. A pacemaker made my heart tick, and a small, white pill kicked my thyroid into action each morning. Infusions of other peoples healthy immune fighter proteins, or antibodiespooled from a thousand donors in a product known as immunoglobulinreplaced my faulty ones and kept them from turning against me.
The pattern was familiar: I would recover enough to drive, cook dinner, type stories on my computer again. And for that I felt lucky. But in the span of a decade Id gone from being a healthy working mom who could swim sixty laps and stay up until two a.m. decorating a toddlers birthday cake to being a revolving-door hospital patientperpetually worried, exhausted, and often in pain.
Above everything, I longed for a normal, ordinary life: to play hide and seek or jump in the ocean waves with my kids again, to go for a brisk morning swim with my husband.
My team of specialists had pulled off miracle after miracle to keep me alive, but there was one cure they couldnt offer me: they couldnt give me back my capacity for joy. I felt robbed of joy.
And there was no Rx for that.
Something had been taken from me, and I wanted it back.
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M EANWHILE, THE MOMENTS of everyday life that mattered most were spinning past. Life seemed to be increasing its speed while my own energy sputtered out. My best years with my children were almost behind me. My son was already in high school, my daughter nearly a teen. Soon, they would be gone. These were supposed to be my most productive and creative work years. And yet I was too tired and often in too much pain to enjoy, keep up with it all, drink it in. I was stuck not only in my body, I felt stuck in place, held back from the full life Id always thought Id create for myself, for my family. It was starting to be too late to hope Id ever have more than a half-life. A maybe life.
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T HIS BOOK WAS born out of that personal frustration. As a science journalist I did what I often do: searched for research trends that might give me insight as to how to solve the puzzle of my own life. For years, Id been intrigued by the growing number of studies examining how our brains mental activity impacts our biology and well-being. But little of the science seemed geared to those facing chronic pain, discomfort, or illness.