Mind of my Stroked Brain

Last evening, my friends had come home. A young couple (much younger than I am). I was happy to see them after a while. They had brought their (I think they said he was a year and 7 months) along. It was quite apparent they doted on him. They said they have setup an Instagram page for him and keep it regularly updated. He was full of energy and excitement and wanted to go everywhere. They had to literally hold him back from running around and knocking things about.  We were told he had taken after his father - a better colour. There was the usual talk of his antics throughout. We (my wife) and they spoke about his diet, what he eats, how many times, etc. Like everyone born in the past two years, we were told how anxious he gets when even one of them go somewhere. My kids liked him very much. But I could see one of them was not liking all the enthusiasm around him much. I think they were home for about 2 hours, and 95% of the conversations were around him. I was alert and happy and...

On several occasions in the past, many folks have said to me that I have to look at my rehab as similar to a baby learning to do things. 'baby learning to walk' was the cited favourite.  I bought it for a while... As I mulled over it, it seemed more and more a ridiculous comparison... I had lived for long, knew very well this was how the limbs/ body was supposed to work. It just stopped working one day. I never paid attention and I don't know how it worked. Everything was done unconsciously/ subconsciously. Now, I was having to do things consciously without knowing how to? It is widely accepted that kids get a sense/ realisation of "self" sometime between 2 - 3 years. Till then they don't even know their body is theirs. But they learn to do things much earlier. Most walk by a year. If we think about it, it is science fiction stuff. That they see limbs and use them without knowing it belongs to them. Must feel like the operator of a very complex crane with many...