Where the Stars Lead

What movies or TV series have you watched more than 5 times? Star Trek, all the series except maybe DS9, I’ve watched many times. I don’t remember how I first came upon Star Trek. That was back in the day when broadcast TV had a variety of shows on from, well, variety shows to private…

The Tired Question

What is one question you hate to be asked? Explain. Tell me your story. It’s sort of a question wrapped up in a command. And, really, where would I begin‽ My story is so dang long! How about reading my memoir. Too long. My blog. Too many posts. Psychology Today blog. Where’s the post on…

My Life’s Opening Sentence

You’re writing your autobiography. What’s your opening sentence? I read mysteries. I live one, too. Brain injury is like a mystery. A grey and white thing hidden inside a roundish bony thing, the brain does its thing, running us and our bodies mysteriously until it is injured. None can see the damage. Not with their…

What Is My Job?

Do you enjoy your job? This Jetpack app prompt presupposes you have a job. Most people do, whether they think of it as a career or a way just to eat. I guess that means most are healthy enough — emphasis on enough — to work, to have enough stamina to keep working and earning.…

The Repercussions of an Unchecked Pandemic

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What happens when a virus that injures the brain runs amok? Fatalities hidden behind hospital doors and inside homes don’t faze politicians or reporters. The pandemic scurries along unchecked even as the World Health Organization decided today to continue the international emergency. While we’re all focused on politicians and complicit public health, I’m glaring at…

Watch to SmartWatch

I wore a watch since my 8th birthday until a few years after my brain injury when my skin and tolerance to skin irritation made me take it off. I figured I’d use TTC clocks (OK, hard to see after they upgraded to those screens), city clocks (where are they‽), or my Palm, later my…

2023 Arrives, Optimism Stays

These almost three years have witnessed increased death; a virus sprouting disability; people rallying to protect each other; then falling apart like pins and SARSCoV2 the bowling ball. On one side are the back-to-normal-yay folks. The ones unused to chronic illness — which this pandemic is on the population level — demanding this illness be…