Sunday, February 15, 2009
5 New Videos on Stroke
Wednesday, February 04, 2009
New Website
Saturday, January 03, 2009
Sunday, December 28, 2008
I want to Die

I don't get a lot of e mails with such sentiments to start my day off with but it does happen. This statement comes from a stroke survivor who's in a nursing home and is paralyzed down one side. No further details were shared so everything is speculation. Assuming anything is too dangerous so my reply would have to be based on what I know to be true, at least for myself.
Too many people take a statement like that and go on endlessly telling everyone what he or she should do in this and that case. It would be great if they were a therapist or doctor but likely their not, they have an opinion and their willing to share it. That's fine.
Years ago I learned something interesting about complaints. Their not there because the person want's to complain. Complaints are a request for more information all be it sometimes in a loud fiery voice. So I ask myself what does he really what?
Look at the statement; “I want to die.” Does he really or is that all he can think about doing in the situation he finds himself? If he could find away to get better even if it's little by little wouldn't he change “I want to die” to “I want to live”? I think so.
The request for more information was loud and clear to me. Help me get out of this situation, make my life better, worth living.
I've written him back and asked him to read over what I've written or listen to all my audios on my blog. I hope he does. They might inspire him to change his mind. I know he's requesting a copy of my book which is soon to be out. So while we all wait for revisions to be put in place we can all ask ourselves one thing, are my complaints requests for more information? If they're not complaints for complaints sake what outcome would we like to see when we get our request for more information granted? This is the thought I will leave you to think about.
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Secret of Recover
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Motivation

Sunday, December 07, 2008
I had a Stroke - Book

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Monday, September 15, 2008
Second Good Day

What do reality game shows, the Olympics and having a stroke have in common? Also where is the loneliest place on earth? Listen in and you'll find out!
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Asking Advice

A woman E Mailed me looking for advice for her mother who'd just had a stroke. Paralysis on the left side, speech problems and swallowing problems are her major challenges. In this audio I deal with her request for advice.
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Sunday, May 04, 2008
A Good Plan

Starting from my fourth day of my stroke I knew I couldn't just lay around waiting for something, a miracle to happen, I had to be active. That's a good trick when your not in charge of the left side of your body.
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Friday, April 25, 2008
Good News

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Friday, March 28, 2008
Claw Hand

Pre-Therapy for your stroke Claw Hand. No you don't have to wait around for the therapist to work on your hand muscles and avoid the Claw Hand.
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Day Four

Day four is a great day of change for me. The most important part of Stroke Therapy is attitude. Having a good one. Sounds good but what's the "nut and bolts" to having a good attitude. Let's start off with the first tiny step.
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Monday, March 24, 2008
Depression

Let's have some fun with depression. I'm kidding! Stroke therapy will run into it time and time again. People who have strokes and brain injuries are subject to depression and so are their caregivers. So let's not swept this under the carpet, instead let's deal with it head on.
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Friday, March 21, 2008
Saturday, May 19, 2007
Information Paralysis
“I can't write the test till I know everything!”, you say to yourself. The crash cramming begins. It's going to be a late night filled with all the bad things to keep you studying. Coffee, cigarettes, fast food and candy to give you that sugar buzz. By morning you know everything and it's all stored somewhere in your brain.
Now comes the test and you can't find a single answer. You know you know all the right answers but there's so much information to choice from it take too long to make a decision. You end up testing and justifying all the stuff you crammed into your head before writing your answer. Too long and you fail the test. Brain freeze!
I've talked to a lot of people who know all about their loved ones stroke. They've read books and doctors notes on the net. Talked to others and their experiences to the point that they know so much they sound like doctors. Next they justify why they or their loved ones progress is so slow or nonexistent. This thinking will get them nowhere fast. Not the route I would personally choose and I didn't.
First being able to speak like a doctor don't mean you're a doctor. You ask a doctor of an opinion and you get one, you get an opinion. It's not carve into a stone tablet. My family doctor knows a lot more that I do about medicine but he doesn't know everything. That's not his job. My doctor job is to point me in the right direction and together we working on making me better.
Second start justifying how you or your loved one can start getting better despite all the known negative information you know.
Third, use HOPE. How One Progresses Eventually. H.O.P.E. So if you're reading this I know you or your loved one is getting better. Infact we all use H.O.P.E. weather we know it or not. The only difference is the speed at which we use it. Negative thoughts and justifications slow things down. Positive thoughts speed them up. Guess what, you can't get a speeding ticket for speeding up the postive thoughts!
Finally, the only way to get to a happier future is to have a happier and positive day. This Day! Have a little H.O.P.E. Give it a little tune up by resting the “all consuming” doctor knowledge running around your brain and take charge of the patient side of your life. For the “Doctor Wanabees” give yourself a better bedside manner. Give your patient a full dose of H.O.P.E. This is the quickest way to unfreeze the “Information Paralysis”.
Sunday, April 01, 2007
Me and My Brain

This is my brain, can you see the stroke?
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Having a stroke is like seeing a blue screen come up on your monitor saying your computer had a critical error and apologizes for having to shut down. When you reboot nothing happens!
Most home computer users haven’t the faintest idea how to fix the problem and if it continues not to turn on they take it to the shop and have an expert fix it.
If the hard disk is fried or the board is toasty you have to spend some money on fixing it or replacing it. Unfortunately you can’t do that with your brain. You’re stuck with it for the rest of your life. One per customer and please keep the line moving.
I’ve always thought a computer is patterned after a brain. Every piece of information gets stored somewhere. We have 5 senses or ways of looking at the information with links to other already known information and how it relates back so the brain is the ultimate search engine.
This revelation gives me a lot of hope. While areas of my brain no longer work many do and might contain the information I need to get mobile and talking again. In fact get it all back.
As a kid we’re told that we only use 10% of our brain. Science just doesn’t really know what the other 90% is doing. I think those percentages have changed over the years but still a lot is unknown about the workings of the brain.
Computers with bad sectors on the hard drive can in some cases be worked around. It might be slower but it’s better that nothing at all.
This it my theory I came up with in my hospital bed between therapy sessions and sleep sessions. The life I’ve known is at a full stop so I took the opportunity to let my imagination come up with alterative ways to get better.
It dawned on me words I can’t say I can think. Words I think I can’t spell. So thought, speech and spelling for one word is in different sectors in my brain. How computer like! A work around must be possible.
A runner would say this is the point where they “ Hit the Wall “. They either give up or push through to the finish line. Finishing first is not the point. The point is finishing!
So here I am at the wall. I didn’t know I’d entered a race but I’m in it just the same. Stop or Go the decision is up to me. I can’t take the computer back to the store I'll just have to work with it and fix it.
Just to make everything a little more interesting at this point I don’t know the route or where the finish line is. All I know is when my brain and I cross that finish line I will be very happy with my recovery.
I’ll keep looking for ways of doing the seemingly impossible. Do what I know I can’t and get what I supposedly can’t reach.
Reprogramming is now in session.
Saturday, March 24, 2007
Stop and Smell the Roses

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In my hospital bed the view out the window was fantastic. It was February and the hospital is on the shore of Lake Ontario. Waves crash onto the beach making mountains of ice which continue to grow until the sun sets and the show I can see is over till tomorrow.
There's lots of people who don't like hospitals. I neither like or hate hospitals but I'd rather be visiting one than be a patient. This time I'm a patient so I'll just have to go with that. I could complain about the food or the paint on the walls or just complain about my situation but I don't. The one thing I noticed that makes the biggest difference to me is something that's invisible.
Which side of the glass do I want to be on?
The glass is the window I looking out of and looking out on the world. That world continues weather I'm a stroke survivor in a hospital or someone who had a stroke but didn't make it. It doesn't pass judgment. This invisible piece of glass gives no thought to which side I 'm on. It's just a portal, a viewing screen to the other side. I know which side I want to be on.
There's no doubt I need a plan, a goal, a way to judge my recovery but all I can think of is spring. The world renews itself. The air smells fresher. The soul feels the new possibilities. It's all very poetic but what it comes down to this, I want to be on the other side of that glass. I know it's there or I'd be very cold up here on the 6 floor of the hospital. It seems to be the only barrier between being a patient or a visitor.
On the other side of that glass is my life. Freedom to do what I want. So what did I want to do? Everything had changed in a split second and so did I. Looking out that window was different. Now I not only saw the waves I felt them crash onto the icy shore. This realization had me thinking. What else changed?
Getting better was a must. I want to feel the warm spring breeze on my skin and the warmth of the sun on my face. Hear the birds chirping in the trees and smell the grass as it grows again. Spring is just a few month away. There's something more to all of this that I must have and won't give up.
What I won't give up is that “New” must have. Time. Time to realize that I'm still here. Appreciate that I still have a life to live. Feeling that I'm apart of all this and that it's time to stop and smell the roses.
The only way to do this is to get better and be on the other side of the glass. We all have to choose which side of the glass we want to be on.
Thursday, March 22, 2007
Miracle Work
Now the doctor indicated there was Little Hope, not No Hope. This caught my attention immediately. Some peoples reaction would be to assume the worst. It's easier to give up and call it a day. As you know that's just not me or I suspect Rhonda because she went looking for answers on the net and wrote to me.
If a door is closed and locked but I can see light around the edges coming from the other side there's a Little Hope not No Hope. Notice how I put an “a” in front of the “Little” and used it as a positive statement. All I need is a “Little Hope” keep the “No's” to yourself. My friend was told by the doctor I wouldn't live overnight. I had the rest of the night to change that outcome. Must have worked, I'm still here!
So what's the chance of recovery? Is there a possibility of a Miracle happening? Let's look at that. The way I look at things you're either recovering or you're passed away. Since you're not passed away you're definitely recovering. There's some good news! With this in mind what are you willing to do to recover? This is mainly up to the survivor to decide.
One little step at a time. Not the Miracle of suddenly being “back to normal” in the blink of an eye. We all hope for that but it mainly comes one little step at a time. Survivors need to realize this and plan in their minds what they'd like to work on today. An example would be talking. So you can't talk, can you slur? Can't slur? Can you make a single sound? What does it sound like in your mind? Does it sound like the beginning of a word you remember? How many different types of sounds can you make? So practice them because they're the beginnings of speech.
For the family caregiver you must be encouraging to the survivor. Tell them what a good job they're doing with each new thing they do. They're starting from scratch so everything is new again. Make sure you help them and don't do things for them that they could do themselves. You want them to keep trying not giving up. You don't want them to let those around them do everything for them.
You're both at the beginning. If you've asked the question, “do you want to get better?” and he nods yes or you can tell by the look in his eyes, the journey has begun. Miracles start with thoughts of hope and Work is what you both put into it. That's why it's called Miracle Work!
Saturday, March 17, 2007
Do You Have A Permit?
It's multi tasking, multi dimensional and multi hard to figure out when something goes wrong with it.Having a stroke or brain injury can be devastating. Some systems no longer work or if they do, not properly. Doctors announce that you've had a stroke and then determine if your worth giving rehab to.
Strangers are going to determine my fate. Ya Right!
I've always felt that the brain is just like a home computer. You put data into it to get data out of it. It's storage system is what I'm most interested in. The data you feed into it isn't held in one place. No it's spread throughout the hard drive to be used for more than just one purpose. It links seemingly unrelated info together so they can run picture files and text files together. Wow. Even better it duplicates this info and stores it in another place. Just try erasing a file from your computer. It tells you it's been erased but it's not. Just ask the police.
Time to rewire my Super Computer ( Brain ). The information I'm looking for is there. I can hear words in my head but can't speak them verbally. The thoughts of those words are intact, the ability to say them is not. So my quest is to find the duplicates stored on either side of my brain.
Interestingly enough, a few years after I found the missing files I read a medical journal that told of a discovery of how babies are born ambidextrous. Their neither left or right handed. There is no dominate side to their brain. Both sides are duplicates of the other. It's through time and experience they learn to be one sided.
The dominate side takes control and other side starts to shrink for lack of use. There's not much going on in those sections so the lights are turned out. Their not gone just in mothballs perhaps for later emergency use. I suspected this and I'm glad doctors now confirm my theory. Whatever!
Off came the salesperson hat and on when the electrical engineer/technician hard hat. We have some rewiring to do. Waiting around takes time which I knew I didn't have. Just like when they called for an ambulance everyone knew time was of the essence. The same with getting better the more I put into it and the sooner I worked on Me the sooner I would be back doing the things I love to do. The thought of not getting it all back never crossed my mind.
I'll use the hospital, the doctors and the therapists to my best advantage. I'm not going to wait for a permit! In the words of an old schlocky movie, “ Permits, we don't need no stinking Permits!”