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Beyond Brain Injury

Movie Recommendations

December 22, 2011

Three women sitting at a dining room table.”I saw a really good movie last week. You have to go see it. The title was… uh…” Bonnie tried to help. “Was it… oh I don’t remember the title, but it had the actor… what was his name?” I had been out of commission for almost a … Read more

Pieces of a Puzzle

December 15, 2011

I feel uneasy. It doesn’t feel right, it doesn’t quite fit. I try fighting it, I try forcing the pieces into place, but they won’t go. I try writing and rewriting pieces that I know belong, but the uneasiness is distracting.I take a break. I play Sudoku, I eat a snack, I read. Then I … Read more

Exploring

December 15, 2011

A friend of mine, Darlene, once told me that breast cancer saved her life, meaning that she now lives life to the fullest. I feel the same way about the bloody brain. A couple of weeks ago, I was telling Darlene about some people’s  reactions to my stories. In order to illustrate my bewilderment at  … Read more

Stubbornness

December 6, 2011

Stubbornness to me isn’t merely about going head-to-head with your teenager, letting the dirty dishes pile up for days in an attempt to shame him into emptying the dishwasher, seeing who will hold out longer. These days, post-bloody brain, stubbornness holds a much more significant meaning— stubbornness is about fiercely persevering despite numerous obstacles strewn … Read more

Sobriety Test

December 6, 2011

At my request, Joyce closed her eyes, stretched out her arm, pointed with her index finger, brought it in towards her face, and touched the tip of her nose. Just like that, in one fluid motion, with no hesitation. Then she did it with her other hand. I asked her if she could speed it … Read more

In the Shower

December 1, 2011

As soon as I reached my room, I jotted down on a piece of paper: In the showerbest ideasChanges—chantFinger to Nose—with JoycedemoNote from neurologistThen I relaxed and finished getting ready for the day. I had enough notes to capture my ideas so that I could act on them later, when I had time. Some of … Read more

Changes

November 25, 2011

This was my first poem: ~~~ Memories. Of the past. Swimming. Salt.The smell of pine trees.At night. Walking.Racing dragon boats. On the river. The laughter emerges.The sadness remains. Always. I am changed. ~~~ I wrote it within the first couple of weeks after I was discharged from hospital. Until then, I’d had no use for … Read more

Disability

November 21, 2011

My name is Deborah Brandon and I have a disability. There! I’ve said it, after four years. Yes, I have alluded to it in the past, but I’ve had difficulties  actually using the word to describe myself. I have said it before, maybe  a couple of times, but I didn’t really mean it. I didn’t … Read more

Endings

November 17, 2011

The ending to a traditional tale is “And they lived happily ever after.” But did they really? Was Cinderella happy after she married the prince? Or did living in the limelight trigger depression? Did Goldilocks become a juvenile delinquent and end up in jail? Did Jack fall on his way down the beanstalk and suffer … Read more

Freedom

November 16, 2011

After stopping briefly at the stop sign, I shift my weight onto  the pedals and pump hard. Once I’ve crossed the intersection, I settle  onto my seat and relax, pedaling in a leisurely fashion. I coast, the wind brushing across my cheeks. I turn my head to watch  the view glide by: the river below, … Read more