Oh well….apparently your brain starts declining in cognitive functions starting at age 24. Over the hill am I…study. However, when I was 24, I didn’t have a clue, despite my sparkling cognitive abilities.
Maybe I should listen to the advice in the above poster.
I am trying to get more time with the robot machine at my hospital. You watch a monitor and play video games while a special robot joystick measures your movements and results. I found it very helpful, but I was in a research study that ended.
The hospital scheduler asked me, “Why do you want extra time on the robot machine?”
I said, “Have you ever seen Occupational Therapy? You move blocks and cones and weights around for an hour at a time. It’s useful, but it gets boring after awhile. I’d much rather play video games with the same results.”
“Bombogenesis right over our heads?” says a headline in a Boston newspaper. It defines bombogenesisas as a “dramatic drop in pressure – as the gathering clouds of a killer death storm begin to assemble.”
What is it with this Boston winter? I, of course, have meetings all over town in the next few days. Brrrr!
I went snowshoeing in the New Hampshire woods this weekend! I was worried that my weak knee wouldn’t behave, but it was fine. Also, I assumed that snowshoes would be the old wooden kind, like in the picture. Nope. Now snowshoes are made of aerodynamic composite material, like skis.
All my assumptions were wrong. How many other stroke assumptions are wrong? Maybe I should try skiing? Ice skating? What else?
I participated in a robot study. Several times a week I used a device that looked like a very fancy joystick. Then I watched a computer monitor with all kinds of animated games to play. I think the robot helped me with my back muscles. My favorite game made you shoot flying chickens out of the sky. Boom!
I was asked to write a foreword for a medical book about strokes. So I did. One of my pieces of advice was to have adventures and fun while you are doing hours and hours of rehab exercises. Adventures and fun keep you sane.
My stroke took away my organization for awhile. Before, I wasn’t anal neat, but I had basic tidiness skills. After my stroke I lost things and threw papers into my bag where they would get all tattered up. I had to train myself to be organized again, such as, “Put papers in a folder!” Now I’m back to my reasonably organized self. But it is odd when aspects of your personality change on a dime. Do you have differences? Would you change them?