Desired Change?

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Big desire. Impossible ambition. Through blogs, books, and websites. What change, big or small, would you like your blog to make in the world? Change the system of diagnosis and treatment of brain injury from symptom based to objective tests and effective, permanent non-drug, non-surgical treatments. Change standard medical education to recognize concussion, long COVID,…

Health First

My guiding principle in brain injury recovery, heck life, is health above everything else. Without health, especially without treating the neurons, it’s virtually impossible to work, socialize, enjoy things. What strategies do you use to maintain your health and well-being? Following my principle of health first and setting myself up for success, I didn’t try…

Knowledge Is Scary

A great teacher takes the arduous learning process, the scary knowledge they’re sharing with you, and makes it rewarding. Even actionable. What makes a teacher great? Way back when, students could run all sorts of experiments in their high school labs and witness firsthand explosive chemical reactions. My father told me about one of his…

Delicious Childhood Memory

I rarely eat anything from my childhood. But… Which food, when you eat it, instantly transports you to childhood? As I pondered today’s Jetpack prompt question, one memory returned. My first bite of chocolate. My faithful readers will not be surprised. Heh. After all, chocolate whispers sweet, intense desires to open my wallet and spend…

My Tagline?

If humans had taglines, what would yours be? Getting to know me, would be my tagline, I think. For myself to get to know myself, and others who knew me before brain injury and those only after to know the real me. Brain injury changed me drastically. For the non-ostriches, the changes rocked them. As…

Life Before the Internet

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Do you remember life before the internet? I do remember life before the internet, but I was an early adopter, so that was a loooong time ago. I used my father’s University of Toronto email account to email an American friend until torfree.net came on the scene. Then someone, I forget who, got in touch…

Broken A Bone, Broken A Brain

Have you ever broken a bone? Perhaps my broken bone foresighted my broken brain. Not the break itself but the response to it. A child. Springtime. Judo after school. Went up the belts rapidly. Orange belt. After school play with friends. Energetic. In dresses and tights. No thought of breaking anything in myself. But then,…