Kicking Down Doors

Time for a bit more combative language!

This is the second half of my answer to how I cope with the amount my diffuse TBI left me to work on. (The first half of the answer is here.) I cope because I actually quite enjoy 'kicking down doors'! Literally kicking down doors would be a great way of hurting yourself and so I mean this figuratively! 'Kicking down doors' is how I describe the process of learning strategies to work around the constraints of a TBI. That description sounds really boring and so I prefer just to say, I kick down doors!

My TBI felt like it closed doors to all sorts of rooms I wanted to get in to - I could no longer reach the goals I'd set myself prior to my accident. I found, though, by thinking carefully about my constraints, I could often work out a way to eventually reach those goals - I could still get in to those rooms. I just needed to kick down the door to do so!

One of the arts to kicking down doors is working out which doors to kick down. Some doors are going to be easier to kick down than others and trying to kick down the wrong one can leave you with a very sore leg! Because of the importance of choosing the right door, I've written another post about it here.

I said above that I enjoy kicking down doors. I'm not quite sure why I do - perhaps wondering why is a bit like wondering why I also like sweets. That's just the way it is. I do believe, though, that a very large part of my recovery is due to my being that way. In an effort to help others find within themselves a determination to kick down doors, I've written the post, You Can!

Cheers,
Mike

At Least It Wasn't Worse!

People often ask me, how do I cope with the amount I have to work on. Indeed, as with many diffuse TBIs, mine left me with all sorts of skills to improve at. Sometimes even I wonder how I keep going! The answer's pretty simple, though - the first part is that at least it wasn't worse!

My accident came extremely close to sending me to my maker twice (the first time was the head injury itself and the second was a pneumonia I caught in hospital). So, if my accident had been even slightly worse, I would be dead. It's as simple as that.

Obviously, almost anything's better than dying. In that vein, if I can't do things that I used to do or that I'd still like to, I never get too worried about it. I might not be doing everything, but at least I'm still here doing some stuff. And that some stuff might be more difficult to do now, but, again, at least I'm still here to try my best to do it.

The second part of my answer to how I keep going is in a separate post here.

Cheers,
Mike

Looking Funny

Given how serious my accident was, I'm lucky not to have more problems with the way I look. One thing gives it away, though - my crossed eyes! My brain bouncing around inside my skull damaged a particular nerve that runs to my eye muscles. That damage causes those muscles to behave differently and so the eyes are pulled out of alignment. They will look a lot more normal after surgery I hope to get early next year. Right now, however, they make me look a bit funny.



I don't really mind that. I'm a bit short too and my philosophy on that has always been, sure, underestimate me if you want. If you do, though, I'm going to enjoy proving you wrong! Still, underestimating me is one thing. Treating me different because I look funny is quite another.

My Mum recently came up with a very sensible idea to help with looking funny - dress well! Always dress for a state better than indicated by looking funny - for instance wear a collared shirt, nice pants and decent shoes.



I went looking for articles on the problem of coping with looking funny. Eventually, I found this article on disfigurement from scarring. To get to the interesting stuff, you have to skip to the section, Living with Scars, on page 6. It is worth a read, though. It quotes a researcher as saying, "when people with scars are friendly, relaxed and outgoing, they can overcome strangers' initial recoil." I hope, though, that dressing friendly and outgoing can further improve reactions.

Cheers,
Mike

P.S. I was lucky enough to have a surprisingly good outcome to my surgery, which I talk about in the post, The Slow Walk to Freedom.

My Brain Trainer

I've had help from a number of important technologies during my recovery. All are easily available and ready for action, but I want to tell you first about what I thought the most important, the website, My Brain Trainer.⁽¹⁾ It is marketed as an online mental gymnasium - a "brain-gym" - for healthy people. Healthy people are those not fortunate enough to have had a TBI. :-) Yet, just like physiotherapy and physical gyms, this brain-gym is also very useful for TBI recoverers.

The website currently contains ten different series of exercises designed to test different activities of the brain. Those activities range from reaction speed through short term memory to executive function. The tests gradually get harder within each series and the website is very clear on results. It gives you your score and what underpins it. It also gives you the average of the scores of other people.

Those comparisons don't make me despair when I perform below average, though. And I do perform well below average for some activities - I consistently get a score over 25% lower than the average (for my age group) for reaction speed to audio stimulus (although not, interestingly, to visual stimulus). Still, because those averages are mainly for healthy people, they don't represent a good comparison for someone with a TBI.

Despite my continued slow audio reactions, I think the website has helped my brain function in a range of areas. The first area I noticed was short-term memory, but I can also add executive function and an ability to respond fast to a changing environment to that list. The latter was a particularly big thing for me and, right now, I still hope to improve it greatly! I don't like to think, however, what I'd be like without the website.

For the full gymnasium you need to pay about US$10 for three months' access. You can still have a small go for free, though. Click on 'Take the Challenge!' to access one of the exercises. And enjoy!

Cheers,
Mike

(1) My Brain Trainer is but one of a number of online brain-gyms. Although I haven't tried the others, three websites (including it) are discussed in this article.

Fighting My Own War - My Combative Language

Readers may soon notice that I often use military-style language when talking about my recovery. I've stayed away from military words until recently, but my recent reference to my 'big gun' (in this post) is more the way I normally talk about my recovery. So that post may well represent a taste of things to come. Though my words are a little boyish, I make no apology for them.

I take an approach that feels right for me - it is reflected in the way I talk about things. I do not blame anyone for my injury, but I take my recovery from it very seriously. At a fundamental level, I regard my injury and all of its effects as 'the enemy' - to be struggled against and, in the end, to be beaten!

I am sure others will take different approaches. Their language might contain lots of things like flowers, olive branches and turtle doves. :-) Yet I am fighting my own war and their approach is not mine.

It might be interesting for you to think about your approach to recovery and the language you use to talk about it.

Cheers,
Mike

The Neuro-Rest

I wrote here about the problem that fatigue was for me. In many ways, it was like a big monster. But, when big monsters come a'calling, it's time to bring out the big guns to hunt them with! And, luckily, I thought of one big gun during my recovery - the neuro-rest!

It sounds a little complicated, but it's actually very simple. Neuro-resting is simply when I shut my eyes and try to stop thinking about stuff. So, no talking, no listening, no interaction with anything in my environment! Basically, I do my best to fall asleep. Sometimes, I'm successful in doing so and that's great. But it doesn't matter if I can't. My brain neurons still seem to get rested!

The reason such a simple thing is still a 'big gun' is that neuro-rests can be done anywhere. All that's needed is for me to be able to fall asleep. So I can do it sitting up in a room pretty much anywhere. For instance, I can do it while travelling in a car or plane. I can even do it where there's background noise as long as I'm not listening to it.

The other good thing about the phrase, neuro-rest, is that it's a normal-sounding name for a rather unusual activity. So, if a family member or friend sees me awake, but just sitting there with my eyes shut, they can say, oh, he's just neuro-resting. And they don't feel like they should come over and talk to me.

So welcome to what armed me the best to cope with my recovery - my big gun, the neuro-rest.

Cheers,
Mike