Cerebrospinal fluid, or CSF, if you're in a hurry, is the brain’s butler, housekeeper, chauffeur, and personal trainer all rolled into one clear, clever cocktail.
It cushions your grey matter like a Rolls-Royce suspension, tidies up molecular messes with the discretion of an old-school valet, and ensures that the scaffolding of your nervous system stays at just the right pressure. Not too full, not too empty. Goldilocks would approve.
But, of course, the body being a masterwork of evolutionary guesswork, this delicate hydrodynamic harmony is always one banana peel away from farce. A bit of trauma here, a rogue tumour there, and suddenly the CSF’s symphony turns into a cacophony.
Your brain’s plumbing, so elegantly invisible, begins to gurgle, back up, and threaten to drown the performance entirely.
Click below, if you’ve the stomach for it, to explore the many, baroque ways this quiet miracle can go catastrophically, and often quite messily, wrong.
Graeme & Phylipa Dinnen
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