Rehabilitation Equipment for Stroke Injury by Stroke People

There is a very ancient and potent charm which may be tried with great effect in case of a suspected fairy-stroke. Place three rows of salt on a table in three lines, three equal measures to each row. The person performing the spell then encloses the rows of salt with his arm. He leans his…

Sept 21, 2014:   Today, I hesitate before I climb my stairs to go to the bathroom because not long before, I used to be a crippler, and I used to be scared of the staircase wearing my brace and my shoes.  Now, I pump out my barefoot going up the stairs and not touching my…

Primo said in his book, “suffering is like a gas that you turn on in a small room or, a big room.”  Nope.  I don’t believe that.  I feel that my soul has lightness & darkness, joy & sad.   BUT, my soul has NOT changed a bit. It’s like my hand in front of…

I suffered a catastrophic massive stroke. Years ago, my OTs pretended that I was ‘doing’ my affected arm & hand during hand rehabilitation with my mind whereas OTs (secretly) put my palm & forearm in pressure points controlled by… my OTs’ hands. Anyway, my rehab center cost too much. My Medicare bought me a SaeboReach.…

I wonder what a medieval gravedigger might feel if a stroke survivor who “woke up” from being in a coma inside his grave. Someone who talked in gibberish and crawled out of his grave to limp after the gravediggers who are running away. “Zombies” are in fact, stroke survivors who’s family piled them up top…

  Poetry I wrote between my car accident & my stroke. 9/22/2008 When you told me that loved him, You turned on a particle accelerator and blew my atoms to bits. I did not know what was inside, thank you for giving me back to myself. ~~~~~~~~ I love the way your face shines when…

“We thought those brain circuits were dead. And we’ve learned that they’re not,” said Dr. Steinberg. I know for sure that you have been submerged about stem cells which have been injected into stroke survivors’s brain at Stanford University’s neurosurgery lab. “Their ability to move around has recovered visibly. That’s unprecedented,” said Steinberg. Unprecedented? First…

After a stroke, damage to the brain can block messages between muscles and the brain. This causes arm and leg muscles to cramp or spasm (spasticity), kind of like a bad charley horse. This will limit your coordination and muscle movement, however spasticity treatment is effective. This post-stroke condition makes daily activities such as bathing,…

Kintsukuroi (“golden mend”) is the Japanese art of mending broken pottery using lacquer resin laced with gold or silver. As well as a nifty form of repair, kintsukuroi has a deeper philosophical significance. I have mended my body and my mind. Before, too along ago, I was captive for my crazymaker personas.  That was before my…

A Man stands in a boulder and scrub-grass strewn desert watching sheep. He is an unlikely shepherd; a tall, handsome Man of about thirty, obviously brought up in luxury and not used to this kind of life. The other shepherds his age, with their weather beaten faces and toothless grins, could easily pass for the…

When I was barely twelve, in 1980, I gotten into an argument with my friend about cruise missiles. My friend refused to say that the Pentagon had these cruise missiles. But, I was reading it in my library’s book!  “I will show you!” I huffed-and-puffed at my commie friend.  (My friend was in love with USSR).…

It’s not uncommon for ‘normal’ people — without a damaged brain — who know some unreachable word or phrase; for example, a vague word, a celebrity, a phrase will instantly will come to them in the future. We have a couple of ‘phases’ for this brain’s neurons pathways mismatching; Deja-vu, tip-of-the-tongue syndrome, stuttering, etc. After…

When I was eight, I’d stand in my basement peering up at the decade calendar which clung to the storage door.  I’d calculate the time when I would be a real grown-up.  Then, I would stop at 2008. My parents said to me, as a young child, “You better be settled with your life at…