Brain on Fire
My Month of Madness. With a new Afterword. With a new Afterword
(Sprache: Englisch)
The New York Times bestseller that NPR calls "stunningly bravea kind of anti-memoir, an out-of-body personal account of a young woman's fight to survive one of the cruelest diseases imaginableAn unexpected gift of a book from one of America's most courageous young journalists.
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The New York Times bestseller that NPR calls "stunningly bravea kind of anti-memoir, an out-of-body personal account of a young woman's fight to survive one of the cruelest diseases imaginableAn unexpected gift of a book from one of America's most courageous young journalists.
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Now in paperback, the critically acclaimed New York Times bestseller BRAIN ON FIRE is a terrifying and triumphant memoir by reporter Susannah Cahalan, about the mysterious physical and mental breakdown that nearly cost her her life, and the two brilliant neurologists who saved her.Lese-Probe zu „Brain on Fire “
Brain on Fire PREFACE At first, there's just darkness and silence.
"Are my eyes open? Hello?"
I can't tell if I'm moving my mouth or if there's even anyone to ask. It's too dark to see. I blink once, twice, three times. There is a dull foreboding in the pit of my stomach. That, I recognize. My thoughts translate only slowly into language, as if emerging from a pot of molasses. Word by word the questions come: Where am I? Why does my scalp itch? Where is everyone? Then the world around me comes gradually into view, beginning as a pinhole, its diameter steadily expanding. Objects emerge from the murk and sharpen into focus. After a moment I recognize them: TV, curtain, bed.
I know immediately that I need to get out of here. I lurch forward, but something snaps against me. My fingers find a thick mesh vest at my waist holding me to the bed like a-what's the word?-straitjacket. The vest connects to two cold metal side rails. I wrap my hands around the rails and pull up, but again the straps dig into my chest, yielding only a few inches. There's an unopened window to my right that looks onto a street. Cars, yellow cars. Taxis. I am in New York. Home.
Before the relief finishes washing over me, though, I see her. The purple lady. She is staring at me.
"Help!" I shout. Her expression never changes, as if I hadn't said a thing. I shove myself against the straps again.
"Don't you go doing that," she croons in a familiar Jamaican accent.
"Sybil?" But it couldn't be. Sybil was my childhood babysitter. I haven't seen her since I was a child. Why would she choose today to reenter my life? "Sybil? Where am I?"
"The hospital. You better calm down." It's not Sybil.
"It hurts."
The purple lady moves closer, her breasts brushing against my face as she bends across me to unhook the restraints, starting on the right and moving to the left. With my arms free, I instinctually raise my right hand to scratch my head. But instead of hair and scalp,
... mehr
I find a cotton hat. I rip it off, suddenly angry, and raise both hands to inspect my head further. I feel rows and rows of plastic wires. I pluck one out-which makes my scalp sting-and lower it to eye level; it's pink. On my wrist is an orange plastic band. I squint, unable to focus on the words, but after a few seconds, the block letters sharpen: FLIGHT RISK.
Brain on Fire CHAPTER 1 BEDBUG BLUES
Maybe it all began with a bug bite, from a bedbug that didn't exist.
One morning, I'd woken up to find two red dots on the main purplish-blue vein running down my left arm. It was early 2009, and New York City was awash in bedbug scares: they infested offices, clothing stores, movie theaters, and park benches. Though I wasn't naturally a worrier, my dreams had been occupied for two nights straight by finger-long bedbugs. It was a reasonable concern, though after carefully scouring the apartment, I couldn't find a single bug or any evidence of their presence. Except those two bites. I even called in an exterminator to check out my apartment, an overworked Hispanic man who combed the whole place, lifting up my sofa bed and shining a flashlight into places I had never before thought to clean. He proclaimed my studio bug free. That seemed unlikely, so I asked for a follow-up appointment for him to spray. To his credit, he urged me to wait before shelling out an astronomical sum to do battle against what he seemed to think was an imaginary infestation. But I pressed him to do it, convinced that my apartment, my bed, my body had been overrun by bugs. He agreed to return and exterminate.
Concerned as I was, I tried to conceal my growing u
Brain on Fire CHAPTER 1 BEDBUG BLUES
Maybe it all began with a bug bite, from a bedbug that didn't exist.
One morning, I'd woken up to find two red dots on the main purplish-blue vein running down my left arm. It was early 2009, and New York City was awash in bedbug scares: they infested offices, clothing stores, movie theaters, and park benches. Though I wasn't naturally a worrier, my dreams had been occupied for two nights straight by finger-long bedbugs. It was a reasonable concern, though after carefully scouring the apartment, I couldn't find a single bug or any evidence of their presence. Except those two bites. I even called in an exterminator to check out my apartment, an overworked Hispanic man who combed the whole place, lifting up my sofa bed and shining a flashlight into places I had never before thought to clean. He proclaimed my studio bug free. That seemed unlikely, so I asked for a follow-up appointment for him to spray. To his credit, he urged me to wait before shelling out an astronomical sum to do battle against what he seemed to think was an imaginary infestation. But I pressed him to do it, convinced that my apartment, my bed, my body had been overrun by bugs. He agreed to return and exterminate.
Concerned as I was, I tried to conceal my growing u
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Autoren-Porträt von Susannah Cahalan
Susannah Cahalan
Bibliographische Angaben
- Autor: Susannah Cahalan
- 2013, 288 Seiten, Maße: 13,9 x 21,3 cm, Kartoniert (TB), Englisch
- Verlag: Simon & Schuster US
- ISBN-10: 1451621388
- ISBN-13: 9781451621389
- Erscheinungsdatum: 29.07.2013
Sprache:
Englisch
Pressezitat
"Captivating...Cahalan's prose carries a sharp, unsparing tabloid punch in the tradition of Pete Hamill and Jimmy Breslin." New York Times Book Review
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