Mind of my Stroked Brain

Couple of days back, I wished to share something. I wrote on WhatsApp. it's a small bunch of people. I put it up on my blog. This was more of a ritual - nobody visits it. I shared it on a StrokeSupport group I am part of. It's off the main topic and unlikely more than a few would have read it. I wished it to have a wider audience. I wished many more to know about the experience. I realised I can't hide from social media anymore if I need the reach. So, I visited one of them. A fairly established and well known one. I was going there after a long time. A very very long time! I don't have any of the SM apps on my phone. I didn't want to install it. I logged in using the browser on the mobile. And it hit me! A flurry of updates, friend requests, notifications, chat messages etc. I felt overwhelmed with the busyness of the place!  Somebody I know just had a baby, somebody I know moved somewhere, somebody I know has an anniversary, somebody 's birthday, so on.. There...

This note may sound a bit accusatory to everyone in general. It feels like I'm saying things taking a bit of a higher moral ground. I can assure you that is not the intent and I am guilty for all of the same things , a lot when I was able and some even now.. My state after the stroke has only allowed me a certain perspective which I am sharing. When I had the stroke, and was moved from the ICU to the ward (HDU), one of the biggest challenges I faced was to grab anyone's attention. I had no voice or movement of any sort.. I would be lying down looking for what seemed like an eternity for me, hoping that someone would lift their head and look at me and realise I needed something. (It's a different matter if they looked at me, I wouldn't know what to do anyway and it would make no difference). That started my animosity towards devices in general and I have been observing how they impact us ever since. My nurses in the house, all of them, care for me all day, everyday. Week...