Lonni Sue Johnson was a person of huge abilities. She was a
gifted artist who, among other things, created many ‘New Yorker’ covers. She
was a skilled and passionate violist. She got her private pilot’s license and
had her own plane and airfield. She wrote a newspaper column. She, with a
partner, started an organic dairy. When she was interested in something, she
flung herself headlong into it and mastered it. She never met a challenge she
couldn’t best.
Then she got sick. She ran a high fever with encephalitis. For
a while it looked like she wouldn’t live, or, if she did, that she would have
severe brain damage, and possibly never wake up. The fever burned out the
temporal lobes of her brain- the hippocampus- which is where our memories are
made and stored. While she remembered her family, she remembered little else of
her past. And she couldn’t lay down new memories- everything that happened to
her was forgotten in ten or fifteen minutes. Anyone other than her sister and
mother were greeted with “Hello. My name is Lonni Sue; what’s yours?” even if
the person has just returned to the room after an absence of mere minutes.
Her abilities, on the other hand, remain intact, although
they took time and work to regain. She can play the viola, but her music is
deemed emotionless. She can draw and paint, and her passion right now is creating
word search puzzles that are embellished with drawings. But… the four page
puzzles are never finished. Not a single one. Something makes her give them up
before that final page is created.
She has been endlessly tested by neurologists, and has
contributed to the knowledge base about the working brain. She charms everyone
she meets; scientists and techs love her as a subject and a person.
The book is a combination of personal history and neurology,
including information on another famous case of hippocampus destruction, H.M.,
although in his case, the hippocampus was removed surgically in hopes of stopping
uncontrolled seizures. While the book is interesting, it’s not in the same
league as other neurology/neuropsychology books like those written by the late
Oliver Sacks or V. Ramachandran. There are a large number of pages devoted to
Johnson’s family (who dedicated their lives to keeping Lonni Sue as normalized
as possible), and to her past that, while they make us closer to her, don’t
really advance the story of her brain. It’s an okay book, but not a really
gripping one.
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Neither of these things influenced my review.
Not on my radar although I think I'd like to read about all she accomplished and how she did it. The before she was sick part.
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