3 Different Ways to Tell if Your Arm is Working

My superior longitudinal fasciculus in my left brain had this trouble: it couldn’t function because my blood clot exploded right in its face. Imagine this: a grenade going boom in a bunker.

My superior longitudinal fasciculus was the superhighway of my working memories, my short term memories, my entire language system, my grammatical system, my right-side body’s primary motor cortex and primary somatosensory cortex’ neurotransmitters.

My brain was / is / will be neuroplastic. NOT from childhood, teenagehood, or adulthood. Not braindamage-hood. And not from trauma hood (like, war, rape, stroke, neglect, abuse, ect.)

But, all-hood.

The brain knows how to fix itself.

Now, sometime our brains seem to ‘fix’ themselves through outside behaviors like liquor, cigarettes, pharmaceutical drugs, fetishistic sex, sadomasochistic religion, dysfunctional family relations AND inside addictions like depression, sorrow, numb, nervousness, black-out and mania.

Our stroke heroes’ brains can fix our neurotransmissions. How?

a). Your motor system up in your brain can be reconnected with your muscles through your NEWLY developed neural pathways.

b) Your muscles groups can stop atrophying. They can connect to your neurons’ map. Energy goes in and comes out of your neurons’ map.

c). You aren’t trying to use your arm. You haven’t used your arm in five years or, fifteen years. Why? Because the doctors told you you would reach a plateau and not make further progress. So, why bother? Because. Stroke Heroes have shown that their muscles groups have reanimated long after their doctors, PTs and OTs said, “You’ve reached your plateau” (Doctors are the worst at judging your plateau. My ex-doctor told me that I will have plateau at around six month in my post-stroke anniversary. Hahaha!)

It is getting better all the time. I dance the tango which I didn’t dance in my pre-stroke days. I’m working on my prefix and suffix systems (no one can tell me that I conjured them up from my clean slate of my stroke. Because, I can silently read them and I can understand the doctors in my rehab room in Jan 2009).

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