May 27, 2014

My health assistant displaced 8 cm of air in 1/99th of a second. I've never seen anybody move so fast before. You see. He saw a bee on the floor next to me. I was stretching out. Just thought I'd share that with you. I guess the guy doesn't like bees.

When you're like this, you know, a traumatic brain injury, it's good to stretch out, to stay in shape. It's tough, but I get on a mat on the floor and stretch my hamstrings, all the muscle groups. It's important. Now, who knows? You never know, I might need another operation and I gotta stay in shape.

It's been getting real hot here and really humid. I've found the combination of the heat and humidity at the end of the day brings on what I call little moments. I get super tired. I guess you might call them mini seizures. But they never develop into full on seizures. One interesting thing was I had a moment in the morning, early in the morning. That's never happened before. Never a dull moment. I'm fine today. Just a little tired.

My life is really exciting right now. The biggest moment of my life right now is that my mom and my health assistant took down all the curtains. Who would imagine that this would excite me so much. Anyway, the house is so much brighter. And I'm gonna have to be careful about walking around naked. The windows are super clear because my mom had them cleaned. It is cool though. It's totally changed the light coming in. You know, I look at things so differently. It's as if I take a photo in my mind's eye. It's like taking a photo without the camera. Does that make sense to you? Anyway, it does to me. And like my friend here says, the photos come out perfectly each time. But all kidding aside, I look at things as if they were photos. I always did, but more so now, with the change of the light.

I tell you, you don't want to have to go far to be entertained when you're like this. My personal life is like a daytime latin soap opera. I sit on the porch and I see tons of wildlife, like baby foxes, bobcats, deer. It's never-ending. Our house faces West Point Military Academy. There's lots of activity because the President is coming here to speak at graduation. Maybe he'll stop by for a cup of tea. Anyway, never a dull moment. You know, I really don't feel like chatting that much. I'm gonna include some photos from my road trip again. I've been thinking about the next trip. I'm thinking of taking a ship to Europe. Any ideas?

Talk to you next week. Love, B. Nice

P.S. Here a link to my other blog where I talk about the past.

May 20, 2014

Hi everybody. I'm gonna dedicate this blog to my little sister. She's doing great work. Check out this link:  http://www.lohud.com/videos/news/health/2014/05/17/9224465/ I'm very proud of her.

Well, another week of traumatic brain injury recovery goes by. It's been a strange week. You know, every morning I wake up and after saying hello to my daughter in my mind, I think to myself, what's gonna be in store for me this week? Every day is different. For example, today my feet, legs and hands are really numb. Never a dull moment. My family life has been very stressful and it seems to take a toll on me. I'll tell you, stress is the enemy. I've said it before but I'll say it again. Stress isn't good. I have been doing a lot of art therapy and I have been taking a lot of photos. It helps a lot, I'll tell you. I'll include some examples of some work I've been doing.

Actually, something pretty funny happened to me. I've got this power chair, right? And it's pretty powerful so I took it out on the lawn. Bad idea. I got stuck real bad. It seemed the more I accelerated, the deeper into the ground I went. I was finally rescued by my health aide. He had to dig me out of the hole I'd dug for myself, and he's now recovering from a hernia. He should have gotten "Danger Pay."

My nephew came over and he hooked up a playstation for me. I've been trying to operate video games. It's good hand eye coordination. Now I see why kids get hooked on this stuff. All I need is a lazyboy chair and a cooler. Oh yeah, and a "Do Not Distrub" sign for the door.

Swimming has been good. I've been going once a week to do a little water therapy. It's not bad when you fall down. It's a little easy on the body, as long as you don't drown. All in all, it's all work, I'll tell you. It's tough, and to tell you the truth, I'm getting sick of this shit, but like I said before, there's no other option. Although, sometimes I feel like doing what some quadriplegics did at the hospital I went to. They went to a local bar and got ripped. That's not the answer though, I know.

You know, that's about it for this week. I going to include some photos from the trip I took across the United States. I still don't know how I pulled that off. I guess ignorance is bliss cause if I tried to do it now, you know, I'm more alert now, if I tried to do it now, I'm not sure I'd make it. Anyway, this is B. Nice signing off. Remember, if you're recovering from traumatic brain injury, you just gotta be patient. Talk to you next week. Love, B. Nice.

Oh yeah, here's the link to my other blog. Thanks.

May 13, 2014

I can't decide whether it was funny or pathetic. You see, I was trying to roll over in my bed, had a good hold on the side end rail when my hand slipped off and I karate chopped myself in the face. Man, did that hurt. My right eye is still swollen. Welcome to another week of traumatic brain injury recovery.

Hi everybody! Hey, check it out. I had my yearly visit with my surgeon. It was a good visit. The assistant to the surgeon said I look stable. I said, "Really? Can I quote you on that? I'm stable? Most people call me a sick puppy." Anyway, I talked to my surgeon for a while and he noticed an improvement. At the end of our conversation, he said, "Oh yeah, why don't you have an mri done right now?" I said, "What? MRI, I hate those things." They are very claustrophobic and I had to hold still for exactly one hour. One hour of hell. And in the same breath of saying why don't you get and MRI, he said, "Will you please be part of a seminar we have later? You'll give a talk on your experience." Yeah, and the assistant to the surgeon said I would need to get a release of my information. I'd have to sign a release. I said, "Listen, the last time a woman told me to sign something in the hospital, I lost my house." Those who know me know what I'm talking about. Anyway, I signed the release because it will help someone somewhere sometime. Plus, I have nothing to lose anyway. Wait! I do have a dog that smells...

The seminar does sound pretty cool though. I would talk about my experience amongst like 2000 doctors and interns. Maybe I could teach them something. Anyway, it's better than sitting around watching TV.

The other thing I've been doing is I've been looking at trikes. it's kind of cool. A trike is like a mountain bike with 3 wheels. You can either get the kind that you pedal with your arms or you pedal with your feet. I'm looking forward to getting one because I can bike with my daughter. I'll get the one where you pedal with your legs.

The other cool thing I got this week was a book my friend in front of me made. It was a book full of photos from our trip we did across America. It was pretty cool. It was made by mypublisher.com Pretty cool. Anyway, I was impressed.

The other thing is I've opened up the room on the front of my parents house. It's like a spring/summer/fall room. It's pretty cool. We opened it all up. It's good to have something to look forward to when you're injured like I am.

Not much else to talk about. I work hard on my balance right now. I sit on a table and try to find a neutral position. It sounds easy, but I'll tell you, it's tough. And scary too. Man, if I were to fall forward that would hurt. I always have 2 people spot me.

Let's see, I'm trying to think as I dictate. Just working hard. The pool, walking with the up & Go. I'm gonna include some photos from our trip. Here's a link to my other blog, things I used to think about when I was in bed. Talk to you next week. Love, B. Nice

May 6, 2014

Hi everybody. Welcome to another week of recovery. It's only day 3492… I don't know, just kidding. I haven't been keeping track but I know it's a hell of a long time. You know when you have traumatic brain injury, recovery is a long ass time. It take much longer for the nerves to recover. My friend here was reading my previous blog. I was talking about my friend from Paris. He brought me a great present, but you know, I forgot to mention to him I can only feel like 50% of what I touch. Therefore, in light of what he bought, he should have gotten 50% off! This week has been full of ups and downs. I had to go get an MRI done. I do every year. Man, I hate those things. They're very claustrophobic. They basically stick you in a long tube and you have to hold absolutely still for about an hour while they beat you about your feet with a ruler. (Just kidding about the feet.) But it is claustrophobic. It does help though. It sets the bar as to where you are. I haven't heard the results yet. It's been a day or so, but you know what? No news is good news.

The other thing I've been doing is going to the pool. I went to water therapy and all the people that were there noticed an improvement. I definitely have a stronger core. My balance is better. It's nice to be complimented. It helps you move forward. I tried to get my health assistant to put some large bandaids on his nipples, but he wouldn't go for it for some reason. I just wanted to get a reaction from people. It would have been funny.

I keep painting more and more it seems. It really is helpful for my hand. I've been doing photos as well. Seems I've been more and more creative. I guess it's the weather. Who knows. That's it for this week. I'm going to include some photos. You know, some photos from my trip across america. It's how a traumatic brain injury person sees the world. At least my point of view. Have a nice week. Here's the link. LINK

April 29, 2014

I'm gonna dedicate this blog to my friend, the Mayor of Paris. My friend came all the way over from Paris to see me. What a great visit. You know, when you have traumatic brain injury, it's good to have people visit you. What was that guy's name again? Just kidding. He's a good friend, and he was my roommate for a while, you know, when I lived in New York. We caught up on the "Good ole days." He reminded me of an article they wrote about Paris, an article in the New York Times. I guess the economy isn't so good over there. And the New York Times article said that the Parisians were too depressed to be obnoxious. I thought that was pretty funny. My friend brought me a great present. A Towel made by Hermes. It was a great present and something to look forward to when I get out of the shower. It even had a symbol of a phoenix rising from the ashes. Rather symbolic, don't you think? Anyway, thank you my friend. Another friend came to visit as well. Hell, and another friend came by. It was like a party here. All of it exhausting for my condition. But you know, life is therapy. You know, I have therapy once a week now, and I brought my Up & Go to show my therapist how I use it and to get a brush up course. Remember, the Up & Go helps you learn how to walk. It's pretty cool. I was happy because the therapist told me I've improved. I'm happy to hear that. I'll tell you, it's tough work but, like I said, it's better than taking a 'dirt nap.'

Let's see. WHat else has been going on this week? I seem to be having these little moments almost every day. I guess it's from personal family stress and physical exhaustion. But, you know, it's just like I said before. You suck it up or medicate yourself. I'd rather suck it up. On another note, I've been continuing to paint with my father. I'm gonna include an example here. It's been good for my hand. Good fine motor movement. My Dad paints the symbols and I do the abstract painting. We had a circular frame made because it kind of symbolizes how I used to feel. I felt like I was in a long tube with my hand sticking out. It was very claustrophobic. It was how I felt when I was in the hospital. Maybe it was all the hard core drugs they gave me. Either way, I was happy when someone would hold my hand. I'm gonna have my friend here take a photo of what I'm talking about and include it here.

Just working hard. I'm gonna talk to you guys next week. Let's go over to the blog about the past. LINK You know, remember all the stories I tell are true, things that have happened to me, or things I'm going through. It's all true. Remember, the easiest thing to remember is the truth. Talk to you next week. Love, B. Nice