Surviving a Brain Injury every day is different. It is like living in a roomful of mirrors and being unable to tell right from left or up from down. Every reflection reveals different thinking and thus feelings and perspective.
Consistency!
Where has it gone?
Hence days or weeks with time plus or minus, no wonder focus is unreachable. Body and emotions and thinking. A merry go round or a roomful of mirrors or both?
That's the hard part. I work at it by thinking about weather. In summer we don't mind a rainy day. But when the temps drops by twenty five degrees and it continues for several days, we beg for change. We endure because we know that soon the sun will shine.
Winter? It can be a bit more difficult. Snow, cold and dark with feeling that we can go on no longer. But for most of us, we have to.
I want the mirrors cleared out. The merry go round burned. No more time in the long winters of New England unless I can afford a few weeks west or south.
Bah!
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