Archive for June, 2008

The Taylors’ Visit

I just returned from dropping Carl and Melissa off at the Boulder bus station.  I was sad to see them go, but grateful for the week we had with them.  They are such NICE people!  I don’t think they uttered one word of anything unkind their entire visit.  They were very understanding of my strokes.  They even washed the dishes this morning, which is a *very* nice treat for me; I hate doing dishes, and I’m so exhausted right now that I wouldn’t have done them until after I returned from California on Sunday.  (Oh yeah … I leave for San Mateo on Thursday to spend a weekend with Ben.  Doing what, I don’t know, but Guidewire’s paying for my flight.  Apparently, there’s a bay cruise on Saturday that Ben neglected to sign us up for … or something like that.)

Anyway, pictures!  I took lots.  Here’s a hike we took to Lost Lake …

Puppy had a good time, but by the time all the treats had already been thrown in the water, he was TIRED.

Carl and Melissa seem to be enjoying themselves!

The next day we ventured to Rocky Mountain National Park.  Ben suggested that Carl and Melissa “Climb up on this rock so I can take your picture.”  Carl made it most of the way; Melissa smartly decided she didn’t need to get to the prime picture-taking location.

Melissa was stuck, so Carl decided to get down ahead of her.

Instead, Carl tumbled down the rocks, flipped over, and landed on THIS:

After that adventure, Carl didn’t listen to any of Ben’s helpful suggestions anymore.  Ben did apologize, but Carl wasn’t listening to *anybody* — even me.  Later, I got Carl and Melissa to pose for me on a trail off of Shady Hollow; “Why don’t you sit on this rock?” I suggested.  Carl looked at me like I’d suggested he jump out of a plane.  No matter, though — Melissa posed Chaco, and I got this fantastic shot:


Here are Melissa and Chaco, mountain goats (they were willing and ready to climb!):
And that was our week!  Thank you, Carl and Melissa, for making the trek out here.  Carl, may your business woes all be solved, and Melissa, may all of your students behave!  Keep in touch!

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Greetings from the 29th Percentile

I had an appointment with Melissa this afternoon to review my test scores. I’ve taken comprehensive neurological tests three or four times since I began working with her: the first time, right after my first stroke, on no medication, and then on Adderall this January, pre-HBOT, and this month. The results are somewhat encouraging; the numbers are not.

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ATTENTION TESTING

I don’t have a number for this, but I did much better in 2008 with one exception: the test where you have to tap when you hear a sequence of numbers that are 1 number apart (like 3, 2) with talk radio playing in the background. I don’t know what my original score would’ve been because I didn’t even get that far in September 2005; in 2008, I sucked. I’m sort of OK with that; I know that I have trouble paying attention when there’s music or other noise in the background. However, it kind of stank to hear my score, which was wretched.

VERBAL COMPREHENSION

I can’t remember what this test entailed. This is rather disconcerting, seeing as how Melissa just explained this to us this afternoon. Anyway, here are my scores:

September ‘05: 38 percentile

June ‘08: 53 percentile

You can see I have a ways to go on this.

VISUAL-AUDITORY LEARNING

This test was “extremely annoying”, to quote myself. You are shown a series of pictures and Melissa reads what they represent; things like “cowboy”, “horse”, “little”, “big”, “tree”, etc. Then you’re shown another page with sentences written in pictures and you have to translate. GRRR. I couldn’t remember the names of stuff from one moment to the next! And they keep building up to longer and longer sentences!

September ‘05: 23 %

January ‘08: 58 %

June ‘08: 45 %

You can see that I actually decreased from January to June of this year. I think this is just “normal” fluctuation; my tiredness levels have a LOT to do with my score.

PICTURE RECOGNITION

You’re shown several pictures on a page for 5 seconds and have to pick them out of a set of ~ 5 – 6 pictures on the next page. Sounds fun, eh?

September ‘05: 29 %

June ‘08: 75 %

Surprisingly, I did reasonably well on this this month.

MEMORY FOR WORDS

Melissa read a series of words — like, “hand, his, tab, wrist” — and I had to repeat them. Easier said than done, especially when her list gets up to six words long. (It doesn’t seem like much, but trust me … it is.)

September ‘05: 46 %

January ‘08: 66 %

June ‘08: 47 %

I decreased from 66% back down to 46% – 47% again. HBOT? It sucks! I want my 20% back!

RAPID PICTURE NAMING

Melissa has a book that has a bunch of pictures (like, 20 of them per page) and you have to name them as fast as you can. “Banana, boat, armchair, …” for four or five pages.

September ‘05: 24 %

January ‘08: 25 %

June ‘08: 29 %

Wow. This is one test that still stumps me. I remembered them all the last time I took it, but it took me 1 minute and 58 seconds. Apparantly, I get louder as I go through the pictures, too. Melissa attributes this to me trying harder and getting tireder. I didn’t do this at the beginning, though; I stayed at a nice, reasonable volume throughout. Now, however, I’m practically shouting by the end. It doesn’t surprise me; it’s pretty difficult to name all those things! This is definitely an aphasic result.

STORY RECALL

Melissa reads you a series of stories. You have to repeat them back to her as well as you can. The easy ones are just one sentence: “I went to the store and bought some chicken,” while the hard ones are multiple paragraphs. I remember one about a hurricane; the winds were 120 mph, the waves were crashing into shore, a car got swept away, etc. It’s nontrivial to remember the entire thing.

September ‘05: 29 %

June ‘08: 62 %

Apparently, I was doing so poorly on this the first time I took it that my score is based on the first half of the test only. That’s only the easy stories. This month, I got through them all, although I couldn’t recall the details of the long stories like “The Tale of the Hurricane.”

MATH FLUENCY

This is a times table test. 6×2 = ?, 3+2 = ?, etc. How many can you get in three minutes?

September ‘05: 79 %

January ‘08: 53 %

June ‘08: 63 %

These scores seem backwards to me, but there they are. Remember I’d had another stroke in between September ‘05 and January ‘08. Also, it’s largely a handwriting thing; you have to write your answers out instead of doing them on the computer.

“Eww,” I said when I saw these scores. “I’m supposed to be good at these.” Melissa replied that she took notes while I was doing this test, and she noted that I got visibly nervous when I found out it was timed. Which I did. However, that accounts for my scores, or so she says. I got them all right, she points out; I just didn’t finish. I say it still sucks, but that’s just me talking. However, my math calculation scores, which are based on an untimed exam, say that Melissa is right …

MATH CALCULATION

This exam covers everything from math facts -> algebra -> trig -> calculus. You get unlimited time to take it. This is my kind of test.

September ‘05: 93 %

June ‘05: 99.9 %

Ahh. This seems … normal. I did OK on it after my first stroke, and I rocked it this month. =P Also note that this was one of Ben’s big concerns after my second stroke; I couldn’t do ANY math facts, it seemed, in the hospital. “20 + 10?” “I dunno.” “Cube root of 1000?” “Umm … 100?” It was pretty embarrassing, and frightening because it’s what I’d based my schooling and career on.

WRITING FLUENCY

In this test, you’re given a picture and three words. You need to write a sentence describing the picture using the three words. So, a picture of a boy and his dog might translate to, “The boy and his dog go for a walk.”

January ‘08: 90 %

June ‘08: 99 %

I wasn’t given this test in September ‘05; it was too complicated for me. Also, I wasn’t used to my microscopic handwriting yet. (Melissa has a way of deciphering it that exceeds my expectations … no, exceeds everything … well, she’s very good at it.) Yay! It means that I CAN write a book. I CAN write thank-you notes that make sense to the thank-you-ees (assuming they’re type-written). I CAN write long, drawn-out blog entries about the results of my testing that nobody really wants to read but — oh, never mind.

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I told Ben yesterday that I was hoping to stop seeing Melissa. “I don’t think there’s anything else she can do for me,” I said. After seeing my scores, though, I definitely want to go back! I wish I’d taken these tests before the strokes to see where I SHOULD be, but I’d wager … oh … a lot of money that I was at least in the 80th percentile in almost all of the categories. I want to get better! Also, Ben mentioned my medication, which he thinks I’m trying out poorly, and Melissa said she’d be happy to help me manage it.

I should explain. I went to Dr. Stapleton last Wednesday (my birthday!) and she prescribed me several things: (1) a refill of Ritalin, (2) Concerta, which is a time-delayed release of Ritalin, and (3) ProVigil. I begged her for the latter; it’s a wakefulness drug that narcoleptics take so they don’t fall asleep in annoying places like church choir or on the road. It woke me up when I tried it after my first stroke, but it also made me very depressed. Suicidally depressed. I made the case that it might not have that side-effect now that I’m on antidepressants. I promised not to kill myself. (The depression wears off with the medication, so I know it’ll be over in a day. That helps a lot.) Also, I hoped that it would still wake me up, unlike the neurostimulants I was currently taking, which seem to have stopped after the second stroke. Dr. Stapleton finally gave in and gave me a sample package with two pills in it. Wow, is she generous or what? (Does she think I’m going to keep taking them if they make me depressed? What’s with the two-pill limit?)

The good news is that the ProVigil doesn’t make me want to kill myself anymore. Unfortunately, it doesn’t wake me up. Moreover, without the added cognitive benefits of the neurostimulants, I’m basically a jibbering mess. I cannot get a sentence out. So I ruled ProVigil out.

The Concerta I’ve tried twice so far. The hope is that if I can take it, the time-delayed-release will allow me to take one pill in the morning and not have to enslave myself to my iPhone alarm in the afternoon, which is when I take the Ritalin. So far, it hasn’t worked. The first day I tried it was Thursday, when I (incidentally) got up at 8:00am to go to a pottery class, which Ben signed me up for as a birthday gift. 8 in the morning is very early for me, and I was *exhausted* from about noon on. I took two Ritalin at 2pm; it didn’t help. I also took Concerta yesterday, but I took two pills in the morning. I was hoping it would give me enough energy to make it through Sunday School, which I was roped into scheduled to teach yesterday morning. I was awake for Sunday School, but fellowship was still a struggle for me (as is usual — see my “Attention Test” score above if you don’t believe me) and when I got home, I couldn’t concentrate on ANYTHING. Threading the elastic waistband through the skirt I’d just finished sewing? It got stuck on the seams and I gave up. Threading my sewing machine needle? The thread kept breaking and I called it quits. Since this medicine is supposed to keep up your concentration, I think this is a FAIL. So I’m going to be stuck with the Ritalin.

However, Ben makes the [correct] point that I need to systematically try these things out. Right now, I’m taking a 1/2 dose of Adderall in the morning and a round of Ritalin in the afternoon, which seems to work well. I can talk in the morning because of the Adderall, I’m sort of awake in the afternoon thanks to the Ritalin, and I can sleep at night. But Ben wants me to try it some more. Melissa said she can help me manage a plan to try all of these medications and combinations of medications, so I’m going to do that.

Anyway, I’m feeling a little sorry for and disappointed in myself because of my test scores. I’ll feel better tomorrow.

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Time

I commented to Ben recently that I feel like time has sped up.  Seasons (or most seasons … SUMMER may be a little late in coming) pass rapidly.   Years don’t feel so long.  Chaco seems to have gotten old overnight.

Unfortunately, I don’t know what caused my shift in perception: age or my strokes.  It seemed to happen around the same time as my second stroke.  I’m grateful, too; it’s good if the three months you spent on the couch, watching TV that you can’t recall, speed by.

However, my birthday has put a kink in my “time speeds by” plans.  I couldn’t sleep last night.  Or the night before.  After falling asleep at 2:00am, I woke up at 8:00am.  Somebody’s a little excited … and I don’t know what about!  I’m not expecting anything too exciting.  I didn’t ask for the latest video game system, a trip to the amusement park (yeah right!), or a guinea pig … well, I did ask for a Newfie, yes, but they’re in kind of short supply right now.  What I’m hoping for, really, is just a nice day with my husband and puppy.

How has your perception of time changed?

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A Typical Day in Paradise

It snowed today.

It’s June. It’s supposed to be warm. Today the high was 50 degrees, and a thirty-mile-an-hour wind pelted us all day. I went bicycling for the first time since we moved here, save for one quick half-block jaunt right after my second stroke, and I wore: pantyhose (leftover from church), pants, warm fuzzy socks, a long sleeved shirt, and a fleece. And I was STILL cold. Why, oh why, isn’t it warm?

(Oh, and my back disc brake makes a heinous squealing noise whenever it’s used. Does anybody have advice about that? Dan? I’ve taken it to bike shops, including several good ones in Boulder, and nobody can figure it out.)

Oh my goodness — now it’s blowing snow. MAKE IT STOP!!!

Anyway, here’s a fun link: World’s Most Expensive Ice Cream Sundae.

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Our “Move-to-Colorado” Anniversary

It’s been three years today since we moved in to our home here in Nederland!

… and what a three years it has been. We adopted a second puppy. He peed and pooed ALL OVER. I got my first job. We joined a church. Then I had a stroke. I quit my job due to fatigue. Then I had another stroke. Then I had surgery to fix the hole in my heart. I got a job at Sylvan. I went on a photography backpacking trip with the Women’s Wilderness Institute. Then I quit my job at Sylvan because I started hyperbaric oxygen therapy. It didn’t work; I’m still as exhausted as ever.

We’ve travelled to Hawaii and the Bahamas. We tried to go to Bonaire; FAIL. Craig and I went backpacking, our efforts only somewhat hindered by snow. We’ve been hiking all around our house — the Hessie trailhead, 4th of July trailhead, Brainard Lake trailheads, and Rocky Mountain National Park, mostly. Oh, and the trail behind Shady Hollow (a road in our neighborhood). We’ve been extreme tubing down Boulder Creek. We’ve eaten BBQ on our deck inside — outside’s too bright. (It’s a stroke thing.)

It is beautiful here. It’s also very quiet, a detail that seems unimportant until you have a stroke; noisy roads with a lot of traffic scare me. I love it here. Moreover, I feel that if I’d stayed in grad school in Pasadena I’d be trying and trying to keep up. Seriously, what would they do with me? I could go to one class a term. Maybe. But I couldn’t take notes or write out the answers to my problem sets. Doing math would be very complicated. Labs would be fine except if they were at night, which most of them are. And the field trip classes? I couldn’t do that. I’d be exhausted. Getting up at the crack of dawn would leave me tired the entire day. Walking around all day would kill me. It’d be another FAIL.

Sometimes I wonder if God “made” me move here. I don’t know. If I’d stayed in Pasadena, maybe I wouldn’t have had strokes. However, I’m grateful to Him if he did, because it’s amazing here.

Thank you!

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