Sweet
reprieve
BY SUSAN STEVENS
Daily
Herald Health Writer
Stacie Switzer was entering what should have been a
glorious time of her life.
A year earlier, she'd married childhood friend Michael
Ruth in a small, romantic ceremony in a Scottish abbey.
Both in their 30s, Switzer and Ruth were delighted when
she quickly became pregnant. On April 9, 2003, Madelyn
was born five weeks premature - tiny, but perfect.
But by June an ache had crept into Switzer's neck.
She'd always carried stress there; this was different.
The pain became excruciating and regular painkillers
couldn't touch it. Within two days, Switzer couldn't
even turn her head.
An emergency room doctor advised an MRI. At 7 the next
morning, Switzer got a frantic call from her doctor,
who'd been trying to reach her all night.
She
had a large mass inside her spinal cord, and it was
bleeding. It didn't matter that the tumor wasn't cancerous;
by its very location in her upper cervical spine, it
was quite likely fatal.
In the space of a week, Switzer's life radically shifted
course. Instead of building a new family, she contemplated
never seeing her 9-week-old daughter grow up.
Calculating risk
Get your affairs in order, the first neurosurgeon advised
Switzer.
Surgery, he said, could rob her of what normal life
she had left. It would mean cutting open her spinal
cord to scrape out a tumor that occupied the space of
four vertebrae. She could emerge a quadriplegic.
But the longer she waited, the more debilitated she
would become, and surgery could not reverse that decline.
As it grew the tumor would gradually cut off function
to most of her body, including the muscles in her legs
and arms, her digestive system and her lungs. She would
slowly become paralyzed. When it interfered with her
breathing, she would die.
Other neurosurgeons thought surgery might be possible,
but few had performed operations like this one. By chance,
a friend mentioned Switzer's case during a job interview
at the Chicago Institute of Neurosurgery and Neuroresearch,
where a doctor specializes in brain and spinal tumors.
Dr. Edward Mkrdichian called Switzer immediately. She
saw him the next day.
"We set up the surgery two weeks later,"
Switzer said. "Once we made the decision, it just
became a matter of preparing myself."
Training for her life
Switzer had always been athletic. A competitive gymnast
since age 3, she turned to running in college. She completed
several marathons, including a 3:37 time that qualified
her for the Boston Marathon.
When she became pregnant with Maddie, Switzer had been
training for her first Ironman triathlon. She put off
those plans but continued to exercise regularly, running
or cycling five days a week. She was sitting on a stationary
bicycle when she went into labor.
Switzer applied the same dedication to preparing herself
for surgery. She consulted a nutritionist for an anti-inflammatory
diet. She visited a psychologist to work through the
emotional turmoil. She continued running to keep her
body in peak condition.
"I looked at my surgery like I did a race,"
she said. "I was going to attack it from every
angle."
The steroids her doctors prescribed to control swelling
made her gain 45 pounds, so Switzer refused any last-minute
family photos. She didn't want to be remembered that
way.
On Aug. 18, 2003, her husband and her father drove
her to the hospital. When doctors took her away for
anesthesia, the two men stood in the hallway, watching
Stacie's face as the elevator doors closed.
Six hours
In the operating room, Switzer lay face down on the
table. Mkrdichian cut through four layers of muscle,
broke off the tops of her vertebrae and sliced open
Switzer's spinal cord.
Using magnification and tiny instruments, he slowly
separated the tumor from healthy tissue.
The spinal cord is a narrow cable of densely packed
fibers carrying information from the brain to the muscles
and organs. Because Switzer's tumor was so high in her
spinal cord, a wrong move could cut off signals to most
of her body.
"This is a very, very risky procedure," Mkrdichian
said. "A lot of people shy away from it ... but
there was no other choice."
Mkrdichian had to cut through some spinal cord fibers
just to get to the tumor, which was stubbornly adhered
to healthy tissue in some places. To complicate the
surgery, the confined space of the spinal canal leaves
little room to maneuver.
So Mkrdichian began by carving out the tumor from the
inside, letting the walls collapse in. Back and forth,
over the course of six hours, surgeons picked out as
much of the mass as they could.
Numbness
Switzer's first moments back remain fuzzy. But family
members say that when she woke up, Switzer wouldn't
stop wriggling her fingers and toes.
"I was so happy I could just move," she said.
But that soon disappeared. The trauma of surgery caused
her spinal cord to swell, and she lost all feeling from
the neck down. The discovery left her screaming.
Switzer was not paralyzed, but damage to her nerves
resulted in numbness that would never completely go
away. She couldn't distinguish between hot and cold.
When she touched her daughter's face, she felt nothing.
Switzer could stand, but she had no balance. If she
wasn't looking at her feet, she couldn't tell where
they were, and if she stubbed her toe she wouldn't feel
it.
Her husband moved everything in their Chicago townhouse
to a single floor. Family members rotated through town
to help care for her and Maddie, because Switzer had
to relearn daily tasks from scratch.
"The little things you take for granted, like
brushing your hair or your teeth, my husband would have
to help me with," she said.
As her body recovered, sensation gradually returned
to her back, then to her arms and hands. Instead of
numbness, she felt pins and needles. Pain radiated from
her neck and her nerves burned.
"It felt like someone had taken a lighter and
was holding it under my skin," she said.
Yet she had begun the first halting steps toward recovery.
Switzer spent hours pacing up and down her long deck,
holding on to the railing for balance. By November 2003,
Switzer could walk Maddie in a stroller, though it took
an hour to go a single mile.
Jogging again
In
2004 Switzer and her husband moved to a house near downtown
Barrington. When her doctor gave the OK for her to try
jogging, they chose a favorite trail in the area for
her first run.
It was a triumph.
"I only went a couple hundred yards," Switzer
said. "I couldn't go anymore. But I was so happy
I could even jog, we both started bawling."
Switzer followed with daily jogs, gradually building
up to a 5k race in Gilberts in December 2004. By this
time she had befriended the doctor overseeing her physical
rehabilitation. Dr. Christine Villoch, an avid runner
the same age as Switzer, became Maddie's godmother.
The pair decided to train for a half marathon this
spring in Columbus, Ohio, where Switzer had attended
law school. Villoch paced her patient the entire race.
"Seeing her cross that finish line was the most
amazing thing," Villoch said. "It wasn't finishing
a race, it was her getting back to a normal life."
Doctors tell Switzer it takes someone two to five years
to recover from a surgery like hers. Her body is still
trying to heal, so she accepts the slow pace. But exercise
is a balm, too.
"If I don't run on a regular basis, I'm in a ton
of pain," she said. "Exercising and eating
healthy has been a way I'm able to manage my pain without
a ton of medication."
Switzer crossed several milestones just learning to
run at all, but she still had a significant goal to
conquer: She wanted to run another marathon.
She and Villoch chose the Dec. 4, 2005 marathon in
Las Vegas. For months, every Saturday, they hit the
trails for long training runs.
The marathon was always hard, even before her surgery.
But then the question was how fast would she run it
- not whether she would finish.
It was a struggle. The endurance runs tapped her strength
unlike anything she has faced.
"The half-marathon my body tolerated pretty well,
but once we hit the 20-mile mark for the marathon, it's
just been so hard," Switzer said. "I'll just
be in tears thinking how am I going to do this?"
New perspective
Even before she left for Las Vegas, Switzer's life
turned around.
Switzer was never very religious, but recently began
attending church with her husband and is taking classes
to become a Catholic.
"It's changed my life in a very spiritual way,"
she said. "I can't question anymore that there's
a God overlooking my life and taking care of me. Certain
things in my life have happened and I questioned what
that was about. Now I see."
As an undergraduate, Switzer majored in biology and
planned to go to medical school. But doctors she met
after graduation persuaded her cardiology was not a
family-friendly profession. Instead she went to law
school.
It turned out to be a good move. After this surgery,
she never would have been able to practice medicine,
Switzer said.
Switzer even manages to find grace in the timing of
her illness. No one knows what causes spinal cord tumors,
which affect roughly 1 in 100,000 people. The tumor
could have lain there for years, slowly growing.
It's probably coincidence that Switzer's tumor acted
up soon after she gave birth, but pregnancy could have
played a role, Mkrdichian said. Pregnancy often increases
blood pressure, which might have caused the tumor to
bleed and trigger symptoms.
"I almost feel like God was watching over me,"
Switzer said. "This has probably been in my body
since I was born, or since I was a teenager. It didn't
manifest itself until I was older, had a husband, a
child, had a pretty stable environment that supported
my recovery."
Marathon day
At 6 a.m. Dec. 4, Switzer, Ruth and Villoch walked
up to the starting line in Las Vegas. It was cold and
windy, and except for the fireworks and lights of the
casinos, still dark.
The first five miles went easy. The lights and sights
of the Las Vegas strip provided plenty of distraction.
After that Switzer took the course one mile at a time,
walking through all the water stations.
At mile 25, it hit her. She started to remember where
she was two years ago, when she thought she might never
walk again or hold her newborn daughter. In four hours
and 24 minutes - an hour faster than she predicted -
Switzer crossed the finish line, crying, into the arms
of her husband and daughter.
"I had the most positive experience I ever had
in a marathon because I wasn't running for time, I was
just running to get to the finish line," Switzer
said.
Of course, it hurt. Her legs burned and she was exhausted.
After a marathon, "you can hardly move," she
says.
"I am in so much pain, but I love it," she
said, walking back to the hotel from the marathon. "I
love this pain. This is great pain."
She's already making plans for the next race.
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