My story
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Brain Injury #7. My brush with the surreal.
Mid-twentieth century phone use can seem primitive to people who have always had telecommunication mobility. Except for being able to speak directly to someone, the mobile phone of today and the phone of my youth have little in common. The telephone, a heavy hunk of technology, was usually a boxy black unit with a clear Continue reading
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Visual Processing Issues & TBIs
You know your alphabet, the sounds each letter represents and how the sounds blend to reflect the facts and feelings of your world. You have been “inside the code” for some time and reading gives you great pleasure. Images form in your mind and you are often transported from your uninspired life to somewhere much Continue reading
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TBI #6
I’ve thought back many times and tried to reconstruct why we were going on a bike ride. Why did the four of us – my college-age sister, my friend Gayle, my 5-year-old brother, and I – decide to ride in the Big Woods? We had never done anything like that before. I don’t know why Continue reading
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TBI #5
Throughout the 50s and 60s, at least in the mill town where I grew up, girls were required to wear skirts or dresses to their academic classes. There was a spell after the mini skirt became popular that girls wearing skirts considered “short” were required to kneel by the teacher’s desk. At the outset of Continue reading
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TBI #4
Mom decorated cakes – not just little birthday cakes, although she made those too. She took great pride in making wedding cakes that served over 400 people. After she died, we found an album she had compiled of newspaper clippings – pictures of “her” brides and grooms smiling from behind their giant, frosting-rose-adorned cakes, ready Continue reading
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TBI #3
When we lived on the farm, a couple of acres near the top of Prune Hill, my sisters played softball in an open field. They had plenty of room for all the bases and an occasional spectator, such as myself, the kid who was too little and uncoordinated to be included in the game. Our Continue reading
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What was probably my second TBI
It was Easter just after I turned three. My mother, sisters & I, all dressed up for church, were arranged on the rail-less front porch with me, the smallest, in front. I must have locked my knees while waiting for the camera-faced photographer, my father, to focus, focus, focus and shoot. I blacked out, a Continue reading
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Why Another Blog About Brain Injuries?
It took me years to self-identify as a head injured person. Heaven knows I had had plenty of injuries – some that rendered me unconscious for extended periods – but the message I received when family and caregivers were involved (most of my injuries were untreated at the time they occurred) was simply that Continue reading
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This is a work of non-fiction depicting actual events in the life of the author, presented as truthfully as recollection permits. In order to protect the privacy of the very real people involved, names and other identifying characteristics have often been changed.
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