My mother-in-law, Barbara Lipska, briefly lost her mind. I’m not being cute. Back in 2015, Barbara experienced severe cognitive impairment that, in layman’s termsp7mines.devluar, might be called insanity.
Barbara is a renowned neuroscientist. At the time, she was, of all things, the director of the human brain bank at the National Institute of Mental Health, which conducts research on the brain and behavior, with the goal of reducing mental illnesses.
But her life came to an abrupt halt when she became sick with brain cancer. She started both immunotherapy and radiation treatment, and as her brain became inflamed, she lost touch with reality. She believed, for example, that the pest control man was conspiring to murder her. Ultimately, Barbara regained her cognitive functions and wrote about this experience, in 2016, in a very popular opinion essay for The New York Times and then, in expanded form, in a book titled “The Neuroscientist Who Lost Her Mind.”
After the book came out, I hosted a large public event with her at the Rubin Museum of Art in Manhattan. Onstage, I asked her, if she ever started to lose her mind again, would she realize what was happening? No, she said. What if a family member, like me, presented proof that her cognitive impairments had returned? It wouldn’t matter, she said. For years, that answer haunted me. We knew that the damage to Barbara’s brain — a result of radiation treatment — might at some point create swelling and cause the “insanity” to return.
And then it did.
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Then, just to complicate matters, we embarked on a big family trip to Sicily. When I look back, the decision seems rather, well, insane. But we had our reasons. It was my father-in-law’s 70th birthday. It was his dream to bicycle in Italy, and this man, who has been such a selfless caregiver for over a decade, deserved a dream come true more than any other human being I know. My mother, in a touching act of generosity, arranged the whole thing. It was like a screwball comedy, set in a lovely seaside villa. The cast included me, my parents, my wife, our teenage kids and my in-laws. The first night, we had dinner on the patio, by the pool. That’s when everything started to go haywire.
When police officers arrived, Ms. Lee, 25, refused to let them into her apartment and threatened to stab one of them. An officer then rammed through the locked front door, according to body camera footage released by the New Jersey attorney general’s office. As officers yelled “drop the knife,” Ms. Lee moved forward and the officer fired his gun.
Our small talk — about our fondness for the city, receiving Pulitzer Prizes the same year (in 2022) and being college professors — gave way to weightier issues: gentrification, ghosts and intergenerational trauma. Those subjects are all explored in “Good Bones,” his much-anticipated follow-up to his Tony-nominated “Fat Ham,” a Pulitzer winner about a Hamlet-inspired character’s struggles to overcome his family’s cycles of trauma and violence.
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