To Soar, Olympics Style

To Soar, Olympics Style

As anyone who’s followed me for awhile knows, I’m a diehard Olympics fan. But going into 2018, I didn’t remember the Olympics were this year. And last week I was barely aware of them and only realized five days before the Opening Ceremony that they were about to begin! I don’t think I’ve been this […]

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Concussion Recovery is a Series of What are my Priorities?

Concussion Recovery is a Series of What are my Priorities?

As I come out of the narrow, tortuous pass that is a life focused on treating brain injury and the subsequent PTSD, I’m faced with the big question: what are my priorities? The first time I said bye to focusing on treating my injured neurons, I hunted for the supports I needed to be functional. […]

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Screwtape Teaches Us a Lesson about Reading Rehab

Screwtape Teaches Us a Lesson about Reading Rehab

Reading rehab continues. Because people were asleep at the switch when I hit the emotional wall with my impaired reading so that I could no longer read books on my own and because things went rather south with my neurodoc, he’s pulled out the stops and is reading with me most days. Brains really do […]

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Crash Anniversary 2018 Style

Crash Anniversary 2018 Style

You never know when you enter a new year what the crash anniversary will be like. Sometimes you think you’ll skate through it, then the day dawns and wham: you might as well have stayed in bed. This year, things went south early on in 2018, which to me, boded ill for today. Last night […]

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Fatigue Meets Weather Equals . . .

Dry air. Deep cold that penetrates into the tiniest lung cells. Early mornings interrupting fractured sleep. Brain goes pfft, I’m not doing this, regulating the nose, the throat, the heart, and lungs. Let’s go back to bed. But bed wasn’t doing me good. I had to keep my head elevated to keep the drips out […]

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talk talk talk Blog Looking Snazzy and Modern

talk talk talk Blog Looking Snazzy and Modern

talk talk talk — my original blog — has been looking sad and dated for way too long. I put updating it in my endless ToDo list. Publishing Concussion Is Brain Injury: Treating the Neurons and Me moved it from being written in some task app into my head, needling me regularly until finally Christmas […]

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Happy Christmas to All the Hurting

Happy Christmas to All the Hurting

It’s Christmas Day, the snow lays on the ground glistening and white. Sparkly icy flakes blow in crowds off roofs as the wind gusts into the face of walkers hurrying to get their Starbucks or Timmies. Cars hiss on the snow-wet roads, waiting alongside each other at red lights, impatient to get to Christmas breakfast […]

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The Presbyopic Lens of the DSM Mutes this Patient with Brain Injury

The Presbyopic Lens of the DSM Mutes this Patient with Brain Injury

The main character in my new novel has no voice. She’s not me, yet, too, I am muted, most recently, in the relationship with my neurodoc. It’s come to an impasse. He is clinging on with rigid ferocity to the DSM and, though he’s interested in the new ideas of neuroplasticity, he continues to adhere […]

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Heart and Colours, the Concussion Way

Heart and Colours, the Concussion Way

After the amazing HRV numbers a couple of weeks ago, they tanked the following week. Sigh. That’s how brain injury improvement goes, I thought. And then I began getting short of breath in the way that tells me my heart ain’t too happy, which my hypothalamus fix had made better way back when. Oh. Yeah. […]

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