"The Best MRI We've Ever Seen!"
Brain MRI
This past Thursday, while attending my twice-weekly Institutional Review Board (IRB) teleconference, I suffered a extremely brief, extremely transient neurologic event. It came and went within 45 seconds. It occurred while I was presenting the first of 3 “Continuing Review” reports. At the end of the first report, I was about to say, “I recommend renewing this protocol for an additional 12 months.” Nothing came out of my mouth. After the 45 second gap, I said successfully concluded the report (which unanimously passed), and then continued with the second and third continuing reviews . . . both of which came off without a hitch. I’m happy to say that both also passed.
Experiencing a transient brain “hiccup” (now how’s that for a medical term?) in front of nearly a dozen physicians, pharmacologists, medical researchers and galaxy-class diagnosticians, is nothing to be sniffed at. As soon as the meeting adjourned, my colleagues - friends as well - began contacting me, expressing their concern and urging me to get my hind end to an e.r. Within 2 hours, I was checked into a local hospital which, thank G-d, is one 2 best in Florida, and began going through a battery of tests to determine whether I had suffered a TIA (Transient Ischemic Attack), a bout of aphasia, or something else. Over the next 12 hours I had a brain MRI, a continuous EKG, an EEG, and an ultrasound . . . along with the normal array of blood tests and blood pressure and heartbeat rate procedures. At the end, all determinations were negative: I had not had a stroke (thank G-d), and that evening (Friday) I was back on my feet, officiating at Shabbat services.
There are certain events in the medical universe that get tagged with the word idiopathic, meaning not “could only be contracted by an idiot,” but rather “of unknown cause or mechanism.” Perhaps the most telling of the various tests was the MRI (magnetic resonance imaging), which showed nothing unusual . . . or in a humorous sense, no extant brain! Before an MRI is ever undertaken, the patient is informed which part or organ of the is being imaged. After being read and analyzed (which frequently can take more than an hour or two) the results are told to the patient in terms they can (hopefully) easily understand. MRIs are not evaluated in terms of "good,” "better,” or "best”; it is not some sort of subjective test. What it can do is to show any irregularities or progressive tendencies. . .
Now, the reason why I am writing about this is not to tell you my innermost secrets or to give you a 101 course in medical procedure. Rather, I am writing this due to an irony concerning the 47th POTUS.
As I was in the hospital undergoing the above-referenced tests, IT was aboard Airforce One, flying back to Mar-a-Lago for the weekend. While in flight, he was chatting with the various reporters on board. On women asked him:
Reporter: “Mr. President, can you tell us why you needed an MRI? I understand that the results were good, but what was it for?”
POTUS: “Because it’s part of my physical. Getting an MRI is very standard. What? You think I shouldn’t have it? Other people got it.”
Reporter: “Typically, an MRI -” the reporter said before POTUS cut her off.
POTUS: ”The doctor said it was the best result he has ever seen as a doctor . . . that’s it.”
He then went on to call the result “outstanding.” Dissatisfied with his response, the reporter pressed on:
Reporter: “Was it your brain? Or your heart? Or . . .
POTUS: “I have no idea what they analyzed, but whatever they analyzed, they analyzed it well. And they said that I had as good a result as they’ve ever seen. Now, the other thing I took is I took, as you know, an advanced, very advanced test on mental acuity, because I think a president should have to do that. And as you probably heart, I aced it. I got a perfect score. I got the highest score. I got a perfect score. . . and the only reason I tell you that is that it’s one subject, unlike Biden, and others, that you can take off your plate.”
For someone who claims not to know what his MRI “analyzed,” it’s hard to see how this could be true. Or maybe he just doesn’t want us to know. Either way, we’re left with a lot more questions than answers.
Just so we' are on the same page, an MRI is a fairly involved process that involves removing clothing, donning earplugs, and lying completely still in a large scanner for extended periods of time with the goal of obtaining quality images of internal structures of the body. Given the amount of effort this process takes, several people on social media pointed out, patients would generally know what body part is being tested. Felon47’s response to the reporter aboard Airforce One was, of course a blatant lie. How can anyone be sure? Simple: his lips were moving.
As the oldest person ever elected POTUS - and as one whose growing mental deficits are on virtual display every time he steps in front of a camera - we have every reason to be frustrated and fearful. The fact that no one within the White House - not to mention the group that used to be called “institutionalist Republicans” - have said thing one in public about his obvious mental diminishment. Especially now when he has sent the world’s largest aircraft carrier (the USS Gerald Ford) into the Caribbean for the stated purpose of "combatting the drug cartels.” There can be no doubt that this is neither a military tactic nor for the purpose of preserving and protecting national security; it is addle-brained way of attempting to divert public attention away from the bitterly controversial "Epstein Files” imbroglio. Think about it: this mental basket case, whose military dreams are being channeled through Secretary Pete Hegseth, the wingnuttiest member of his cabinet (or indeed, any other president’s) Cabinet.
Now, more than ever, it’s time to invoke the 25th Amendment, the Presidential Disability and Succession Act.” Beside the fact that the chances of this happening are somewhere between “none at all” and “less than that,” if approved, it would turn the Resolute Desk (which now sits at Mar-a-Lago over to V.P. J.D. Vance, a man who once referred to his then-future boss as “cultural heroin” and said he feared he could be “America’s Hitler.” But alas, Mr. Vance, like all but a few brave conservative souls, have developed collective amnesia.
Please, if you know anyone who still holds fast to the notion that IT is greatest POTUS in American history, ask them to explain it to you without mentioning Biden, Obama or Clinton. Tell them to keep it purely positive; to state their case without putting anyone else down. I bet it can’t be done.
Then too, please, please, don’t just sit back and kvetch (Yiddish for “complain”) about the current state of affairs. Get busy: call or write your member of Congress about enacting the 25th Amendment; get active in your local congressional representative’s reelection campaign; become more of a patriot than you have ever been.
Much of the world is wondering whatever became of the America: its wisdom, its courage and its leadership. We are no longer, as IT would have us believe “more respected in the world than at any time in the past.”
MRIs are not “good,” “better” or “best.” What they can show are “improvements,” "problems,” and "time for palliative care.”
It’s time for the latter . . .