Finally, with both my book posts and puzzle reviews. It shouldn’t be surprising that it took me so long, since right after the head injury I couldn’t be on screens at all for a while, and then when I did get back to being able to use the computer, I had double to catch up on, since all my reading meanwhile had been short, easy books. Even now I’m still reading relatively easy books. But I can’t quite believe it took me half a year. And now -if I get the energy to do so- I have a summary of the 2023 stats to compile that I have not put any thought into yet, and the past eight months’ worth of reading to add to my blog index. Not sure if or when I will do those.
On another note- the other week I did a nice easy puzzle of a little fox. It had large pieces, and holding one in my hand I laughed and thought: these are so big, and the mini landscape pieces were so small, I bet one of those would fit on the knob of one of these! So I pulled the other puzzle out and compared. Just for fun!
I was almost right. There’s my finger for scale. I think they’re the largest and smallest of piece sizes in my entire collection.
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Congratulations! It’s scary the impact the head injury had (I’m sure on more than your book/puzzle blogging…).
Yes. Some things for me still don’t feel a hundred percent but slowly I am getting there. And if I don’t make any improvement past this point, well that’s okay with me. I do still feel that I got off lucky. I know two people- in my parent’s generation- who had head injuries. One from a car accident, the other from falling down a flight of stairs.
The first could no longer work, couldn’t do any math, had outbursts of frustration because he remembered being able to do things he was no longer capable of. Still seemed like himself otherwise. But the other has obvious mental disability now. He cannot take care of himself, barely makes sense when he speaks, basically sits all day in one chair by a window.
I am constantly aware that it could have been much worse, and thus I always wear all my safety gear when I skate now, every single time. Even just doing drills in a twenty-foot-square space in my basement, or at the rink where I feel conspicuous because NOBODY else wears a helmet. Once bitten, twice shy now.