“My chest just has a dent.” “Everyone is unique, and this is simply the way I was made.”
This is what I told myself growing up, being unaware that I had a congenital chest wall deformity known as pectus excavatum.
As a sophomore at Temple University in Philadelphia pursuing a marketing degree and with a passion for extreme sports, I didn’t have time to consider that something could be wrong. Then one day, a family member in the medical field urged me to research the impact the dent in my chest could be having on my heart. [...]
When Virgil Jernigan came to Mayo Clinic for foot surgery, he was in for a lifesaving surprise. During an exam before his surgery, he mentioned to his nurse practitioner that he had been feeling fatigued and short of breath. So she ordered cardiac testing. Virgil was shocked to learn he had a leaking mitral valve – a potentially life-threatening heart condition. [...]
I had a traumatic nerve injury, the brachial plexis. I took a fall on my ranch here in CA and my shoulder somehow got caught in the 4x4 pig wire fence and dislocated my shoulder and fractured it. I could not feel my arm for a while. They did surgery immediately. My whole are was numb like when you go to the dentist and have novicane and it is just wearing off. Except, it never wears off. My fingers spasm so bad that I have to actually pull my fingers away from the palm of my hand. I am on meds to no avail. The numbness/tingling is now only about 4 inches above the wrist in to my fingers. I have lots of gross motor skills, but the fine motor skills are not so good. I cannot hold a knife to cut anything as my hand starts to spasm and forget it. I either have someone cut my food, or I eat like a heathen. I don't go out to eat any more. My hand has atrophied. Anyone have any suggestions? My neurologist says this is as good as it gets. I was told I have made more progress than they have ever seen. I want more! I want to be normal!
Can any one help my nephew ? He is only 30yrs of age and suffers from severe epilepsy at this moment in time he is in a physiocrat unit here in Scotland.The boy has not been able to lead a normal life worko or drive ,have a girlfriend the same as all young people his age.Now he is suffering a break down because doctors here do not have an answer ,his illness can not be stabilized .This young man is desperate can some one at the Mayo please advise l am desperate .
In many ways, Jenny Peterson was like other mothers of young children. She cooked and baked, cleaned and washed clothes, and cheered her children on from the sidelines of their activities. In one significant way, though, Jenny was different: She did all of these things without sight.
Jenny lost her vision in 1976, after having a severe reaction to antibiotics. "I developed toxic epidermal necrolysis, and lost 100 percent of my skin, my hair and fingernails," says Jenny, a resident of Vermillion, South Dakota. She was just 23 at the time. Her children, just 2 and 5.
The antibiotics were meant to treat a sore throat. But her reaction was life-threatening. It caused Jenny's skin and mucous membranes to blister and peel. It also caused scarring in both of her eyes. She walked out of the hospital after 96 days, alive but functionally blind. "I could see shapes and light, but that was about it," she says. "I could walk around my own home, but I couldn't drive. I couldn't read. I couldn't see my children clearly." [...]
Later, while pushing a cart at a grocery store, the pain returned with more intensity. So Ardis checked in at the Emergency Department at Mayo Clinic Health System in Red Wing, Minnesota. While test results ruled out a heart attack, the team in the Emergency Department scheduled her for a stress test because of the pain she was feeling on exertion. [...]
For the past four years, I’ve heard the buzz about the 26.2 with Donna: The National Marathon to Finish Breast Cancer. While I always felt it was a wonderful cause — with proceeds benefiting Mayo Clinic for breast cancer research — it wasn’t until I recently participated in the event that I came to realize just how truly special this event is for both cancer survivors and non-survivors alike.
While I haven’t been personally impacted by breast cancer, it’s a cause that has been close to my heart. And about a year ago, my uncle’s girlfriend, Mary, was diagnosed, so breast cancer hit closer to home. So I — along with friends and colleagues from Rochester and Duluth Minn., formed a relay team and excitedly headed to Jacksonville to share in this unique event.
When I arrived at Jacksonville’s airport, I was greeted with a large “Welcome 26.2 with Donna participants” sign. En route to my hotel, I spotted pink banners hanging from light poles. And when I checked in, the hotel lobby was a sea of pink shirts — clearly others sporting marathon spirit. Over the course of the day, I continued to see marathon signs and overheard excited conversations of others looking forward to the “big day.” My teammates — Sarah Christensen, Kelli-Fee Schroeder, and Amy Stoller Stearns — and I were energized!
The morning of the race, we awoke before the sun, anxious for our race debut. We were surprised that we could hear the buzz before we got to the lobby of other excited participants waiting for transportation. The excitement was electric. Once we arrived at Mayo Clinic, where the race began and ended, we were speechless as we looked around at the nearly 10,000 other participants from all walks of life and wearing every imaginable shade of pink. Some even wore full-on costumes with pink wigs, fun socks and very “creative” team names on their shirts.
With more than three decades of experience as a nurse and nurse manager, Carol Bolton of Exeter, Calif., was acquainted with most medical conditions. But in 2004 when she began experiencing abdominal pain along with episodes of diarrhea or constipation, she was baffled by what it could be. Most likely, she thought, it was related to grief over the abrupt death of her husband of 35 years.
But when the pain persisted and grew worse, she saw a gastroenterologist, who ordered a computed tomography (CT) scan. Carol was shocked to learn that a mass (about the size of a quarter) had been found in her mesentery. The mesentery, a membrane that anchors the small intestine to the back of the abdominal wall, is comprised of delicate folds or leaves filled with blood vessels and nerves. [...]