Bikash Bose, M.D.,
F.A.C.S, F.I.C.S
Neurosurgery
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Skater And His Dream Refuse To Die After Fall

         Mercifully, Paul Binnebose doesn't remember fracturing his skull in the strangest of accidents. He doesn't remember convulsing on the ice, emergency brain surgery, 11 days in a coma, three more weeks of unconsciousness, a heart infection, blood infection, collapsed lung and pneumonia that nearly killed him when his swollen brain didn't.
         Twice he died. Twice he came back. "I didn't see the light either time," Binnebose says of the times his heart and lungs ceased functioning.
         "I was ripped off," he says, laughing. "The good side is that when I really die, maybe I'll see two, like the headlights of a truck."
         Binnebose laughs a lot for an athlete whose world literally shattered. At practice last September 29, Binnebose was holding his partner, girlfriend Laura Handy, above his head when they crashed to the ice. Now the 22-year old pairs figure skater, eternally optimistic, is learning to live again.
          He is completely without embarrassment about his appearance now. Once boyishly handsome with blonde curls, the right half of his face is paralyzed. He wears a black patch over his right eye that wanders and weeps. His arms and legs are spindles where once-powerful muscles twisted and tossed his petite partner.
          He doesn't care about any of this because he is alive.
          Binnebose spends his days learning to swallow without choking, coaxing his paralyzed face to move and gaining the 50 pounds he lost wasting away in a hospital.
          He spends hours each day lifting weights that leave him exhausted, sweating and gasping for breath. What once was easy now takes his body to the extremes of fatigue and pain.
          "I'm horribly weak," he says.
          Don't feel sorry for Binnebose, though because he surely doesn't. He is happy to show the three quarter-sized scars on the right side of his body where tubes sucked out the fluids that swelled his body beyond recognition.
          Two weeks ago, he laced up his skates for the first time since the accident. Binnebose was so tired after putting on his first skate, he had to rest. He wore a specially designed helmet, what he calls his "crash pad," and took the ice.
          Everyone at the rink watched. There were tears; there was applause. But most of all there was the sense this story might have a happy ending.

Desperate measures  

          Binnebose had been on track to make the 2002 Olympic team with Handy, his partner on and off the ice since 1998, when he crashed to the ice, splitting his head in half, a vertical break from his neck to his forehead. He went into seizures at the University of Delaware arena, blood seeping from his ears and nose.
          Later that night, Binnebose crashed again, this time in medical terms. He stopped breathing as his mother, Judy, and sister Rhonda stood helplessly by his side.
          "We were in the depths of despair," Judy says.
          With her son's brain swelling 3-4 inches outside the skull, doctors had only one way to save Binnebose's life. They made an incision from one ear up across his forehead to the other ear and cut out a rectangular piece of brain plate above his eyes.
          "It was a last-ditch effort," says his neurosurgeon, Bikash Bose. "Otherwise, he would have died."
          The piece of skull was put in a freezer at -70 degrees with Binnebose's name on it. His head was wrapped in gauze with a message: "No plate, no pressure." It was a warning not to touch the exposed area of brain, covered only by a thin layer of skin.
          Next to Binnebose was a Vermont teddy bear with his tiny head wrapped and the same message: "No plate, no pressure."
          After surgery, Binnebose's brain was put in suspended animation. A barbiturate-induced coma slowly allowed the brain to heal. Still, there was no assurance Binnebose would live. And if he did, would there be brain damage?
          Someone was always in the room. Binnebose's sister slept at the hospital the first month.
          If Binnebose died, he wouldn't be alone.

Time warp  

          The answers came after five weeks of unconsciousness.
          Binnebose, too weak to talk, began mouthing words. He responded to commands, blinked his eyes, and moved his thumb up and down. He did this for a week, but doesn't remember any of it. He doesn't even remember mouthing "happy birthday" to Rhonda the day she turned 25.
          His first real moment of consciousness came a week later when he told his mother he needed to call his friend Dave to cancel weekend plans- from two months before. His last memory before the accident is driving to Baltimore to try on new outfits.
          "I knew I was in the hospital, but I didn't know why," Binnebose says. "I knew my head was misshapen; you could see my brain throbbing."
          There were nights, many nights when those who loved him believed that Binnebose would die. Doctors gave him only a 10% chance to live a normal, functioning life.
          "Those thoughts crept in," Judy says. "Then I'd feel guilty about allowing myself to have negative thoughts when he was fighting for his life. I wasn't going to give up on him."
          Rhonda feared her brother would survive but would be brain damaged.
          The morning of the accident Judy was at the rink videotaping the practice. The video shakes as her son hits the ice."
          "I haven't seen it," she says. "There was too a long a time I could close my eyes and still see it. I don't need a video."
         Once Binnebose's brain decompressed, Bose thawed his brain flap and reattached it. "A perfect fit," he says.
         For Binnebose, those five weeks are time forever lost. He feels empathy for those who remember.
         "The first time, I was only dead for 35 seconds," Binnebose says. "The second time, I wasn't breathing. My eyes were fixed and dilated. I would never want to carry around some of those memories. When I was bloated, I had a halo screwed onto my skull. They faced me for eight hours, down for 10 hours, because there was so much fluid. Ooh, I can't imagine. Parents don't want to bury their children."
         Why did he live? "It just wasn't his time," Judy says.

No thoughts for retiring  

         The reason Binnebose fell was because of an earlier back injury. Years ago, he had fractured vertebrae in his lower back but never realized it. He will only be able to skate again if his back is strong enough. Surgery won't help.
         Binnebose was depressed, only briefly. He returned to his normal cheerful state after spending two weeks at a rehabilitation facility for head-trauma patients. He had seen men and women in permanent vegetative states and realized he was a two-time miracle.
         Because of his facial paralysis, Binnebose has double vision in his right eye. Doctors believe he will have normal vision in six months to a year as his brain heals. Until then, he'll wear a patch and glasses.
         The paralysis also makes it difficult to eat. Half his teeth bite the food, the other half bite his lips. It's hard to swallow without coughing. As he practices drinking, he tells his therapist: "If I drown, I'm going to be upset."
         When his head hit the ice, the impact sheared off the nerves responsible for the sense of smell. That will never return. Binnebose faces surgery if his right lung doesn't expand. A portion of his lung is forever useless.
         "With all the therapy, I'll come back and be stronger," he says with a half-smile. "With every experience, you learn something." His doctors say he can skate without his helmet in 12-18 months.
         His mom wants him to quit skating competitively. "It scares me," she says.
         Binnebose wants to stay in the sport, not just because he loves it but also because his family has sacrificed so much for him to reach the elite level. He cringes at the suggestion he retire from the sport that nearly killed him.
         "Forget the skating? I've been doing it for 17 years," he says. "It would be more selfish to stop…I want to make an Olympic team.

The Future  

         It is unlikely he and Handy can make the 2002 Olympics. Now they must wait for 2006. But the more time the pair is off the ice, the more of an edge competitors gain. The couple finished third at the U.S championships last year and made the U.S. team that competed in last season's world championships.
         Handy, 5-4, 100 pounds, initially feared that she caused the accident because she weighed too much. She stopped eating and developed mononucleosis. She is healthy now, realizes that she is not overweight and is eager to begin their skating comeback. She is not interested in another partner.
         Binnebose calls Handy "my little lifeguard." When the U.S. Figure Skating Championships begin next week in Cleveland, Handy and Binnebose will be honored at the opening ceremonies.
         "I think we'll all be crying," Handy says. If Binnebose cannot skate again, he says he might become a coach. He says it without enthusiasm.
         What does interest him is getting better.
         Insurance will cover most of Binnebose's $400,000 hospitalization bills. But his policy only allows $3,000 a year for rehabilitation, and Binnebose's daily costs are $300-$500.
         "He's a fighter" coach Tracy Poletis says. "If you had someone not as strong-minded, they might have surrendered. I really do think it's possible for Paul to come back."
         What a story that would be.
         "Good things happen to good people," Binnebose says of his ordeal. "I didn't die either one of the times. I got rid of the pneumonia. I don't have to have heart surgery. I don't have brain damage. As far as the skating goes, I don't think we will know until I get stronger.
         "It's never a good idea to sit around and say, 'Why did this happen to me?' I've been skating for 17 years, and this is the fourth time I've ever dropped a girl."
         Says Binnebose: "I fully intend to have great things come from this."

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