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Beyond Brain Injury


July 7, 2012

I planned to use Lysol wipes to clean the bathtub, I knew I was okay with those, but forgot. I knew that I had trouble with various cleaning products, but I forgot. Last time I used the Lysol spray it affected me badly, but I forgot. I meant to open the window wider, but I … Read more


June 16, 2012

I sat down at the loom and felt… right; just like that first time, more than fifteen years ago, when I learned to weave. I felt as if I’d come home, as if this was where I belonged, sitting at the loom, weaving.While I wove, throwing the shuttle back and forth across the width of … Read more


June 16, 2012

I cannot focus. I read and reread the section I just wrote, but I cannot see the whole picture as I need to. All I can manage is the odd sentence. I change a word here, delete a phrase there. But I’m frustrated. When I first started editing the piece I’d felt that it was … Read more

Not-So-Senior Moments

May 10, 2012

I stare at my student unseeing, my mind a complete blank—total and utter silence, inky black darkness, no words, no thoughts, no emotions. I blink, and feel the hum as my brain reboots and the lights in my circuitry blink back on, one by one.Once all my systems are operational, I become aware of my … Read more

Look Me in the Eye

April 4, 2012

Pity is condescending, pity dehumanizes. When people pity you, they avoid making eye contact; they look right through you, without seeing you. Pity is about judging without listening, it’s about being thankful that they are not in your shoes. Pity is egocentric. There is nothing egocentric about sympathy. To be sympathetic you have to care, … Read more


February 11, 2012

Mum was trimming my hair. “Oops.”It was no longer a trim, but a full blown… haircut? She hasn’t cut my hair since. It’s one thing to hear a hairdresser saying “oops” but quite another to hear a brain surgeon say it. Nor would you want to hear a brain surgeon say, “Can I see that … Read more


February 11, 2012

You hesitate briefly, your hand hovering over the saltcellar—it may not need salt. You pull your hand away, pick up your fork and dig in.You raise a forkful of scrambled eggs to your mouth, take a bite, and chew on it reflectively. It is blander than you could have possibly imagined. These eggs could not … Read more

As One

January 21, 2012

The most important aspect of paddling in a dragon boat is following stroke, paddling in unison: all twenty paddles go in the water together and come out of the water together.If any of the paddlers are off stroke, the boat doesn’t run smoothly, it jolts and jerks as it moves, it feels wrong. All it … Read more


January 17, 2012

“Are there still pirates?”My daughter was about four years old at the time, and quite precocious. Even though I knew that my answer would unnerve Sarah, I admitted to the continued existence of pirates. I always tried to be honest with my kids. “What if pirates come to take our treasure?” I tried allaying her … Read more

Not Much of a Young Lady

December 31, 2011

I looked at the calendar, and one of the more innocent limericks I learned from my mother came to mind: There was a young lady from Barking Creek Who had her monthlies twice a week How very provoking said the Bishop of Woking There’s no time for poking so to speak Well, I’m not exactly … Read more