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Turning down the Heat
It’s a very scary word. Nearly one million Americans suffer some form of this brain
By Susan Weiner
Joseph Reiss was short and burly, with a full head of white hair and lively brown eyes. Like most street-tough New Yorkers of his generation, he was a self-reliant man with an unpredictable resume who, over the years, supported his family as a bus driver, ice cream shop vendor, gas station owner and barkeep. He smoked cigars, drank whiskey and black coffee, ate steak for breakfast and popped jalapeno peppers into his mouth as snacks, savoring each one like a sugared candy.
One morning, Joe awoke to find that his speech was slurred, his movements awkward. The 68-year-old adamantly refused to see a doctor. Unable to feed himself or tie his shoes, and days after his right arm stopped working, his family—my family—brought him to a hospital. Over the next five months my grandfather deteriorated rapidly; he lost his ability to speak, developed agonizing bedsores and could not recognize some of us. In the end, withered and powerless to put thoughts into words, he died in his hospital bed.