Hi everybody. Welcome to my blog where I talk about my present.
I was reviewing the mini documentary I just finished. Julia B. who was the filmmaker that did it, she did a great job. I basically wanted to do the documentary because I wanted to show everyone that even if you’re messed up like this, you can still give back, you know, do something cool and creative. What I didn’t mention in the mini documentary was the fact that I’ve realized that my whole life has gotten me ready for what I’m going through. For example, my running career taught me how to be patient and deal with pain. My photography career taught me how to automatically keep one eye closed and look at the world through one eye (remember, my eyes work independently and are cross-eyed). My two marriages have taught me never to ever ever trust another woman again. But, on a more serious note, I’ve done a lot in my life. Just look at my blog about the past. I’ve done a lot so I don’t mind being like this, the way I am. Let’s just call it a forced retirement. In a way, it’s kind of cool. On a creative level, it’s made my life more interesting. I definitely see the world in a new way. And I try to express it in my photography, in my art.
There’s one other thing I’d like to talk to you guys about. Now, if you’re like me, and you have a traumatic brain injury, you should have a good therapist to talk to. It’s amazing. I was never supplied with a therapist. I mean, come on. I have a brain injury. My brain’s been damaged. It should be a no-brainer (excuse the pun), that I should have a therapist. I finally got one, but I did it myself. There’s also a local politician who’s helping me in finding a therapist that will be covered by my insurance. I just find it amazing that a person with a traumatic brain injury has to do this himself, not all by myself, but people like friends and relatives have been helping me. I mean I can only talk to my dog so much. And the main reason I need the therapist is that my dog is talking back (just kidding).
The last thing I’d like to say is, if you’re like me, don’t give up. You’re gonna have good days and bad days. I mean, the other day I had such a hard time trying to walk with the walker, but the following week I did great. So I can often be discouraging and the next week encouraging. It’s up and down, and there’s really no explanation. Just keep going forward.
I’ll talk to you guys next week. Love and miss you.
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