She lives! She moves!

The irony of these seizures has been the fact that not all the effects have been negative. The first ones, back in March may have done nothing for the state of my brain, but it eased the pain in my back. Now whether this is because somewhere along the line it pushed something in my spine almost back into place, who knows? But yes, fine, I’d rather have a painful back, and a fully functioning brain, than this. The funny thing was, even though my back hurt less, it did nothing for my mobility, in fact making it far worse than it was. So whether something else somewhere wrecks the process that helps me to walk, no idea?

Anyway, as you may have gather, seizure session 2 on Saturday seems to have bashed my brain a bit more, but improved my mobility! Again, no idea why, unless it related to above?

4-5 weeks back, I had to send off a report for work on my health, and in my stupidity, I thought I’d try to walk to the post box, and back, given its only about 400 yards round journey, albeit, with a fair slope involved. Yes, I did make it there and back, but it nearly killed me, I was shattered on return.

This week, I had to send off one of those sick note certificate things, to cover the first few days after the event, and I did the same. Well, I wouldnt call it a stroll, but yes, it didnt stretch me all that much. I’m not saying I’d want to walk miles, but a short distance, especially on a flat surface (that definitely isnt flat), I probably could.

Next Thursday is Euro Election Day here, for better or worse. Not commenting on which I feel, or who I might be supporting, need to be neutral. Its a bit further to walk, there is a bit of a slope (though not as steep as from post box) involved to get to voting place, but as its the only way I can get to vote (havent arranged postal voting for future yet), if its reasonable, I might just give it a go, as Ella will be away at the time, and Eric hasnt yet given me mobility wheelchair driving lessons! Probably not, it probably would be pushing my limits, but before this week, didnt even think it was possible. but now…?

So yes, as the blog title says, She lives (just), she walks (not awful in short bouts), but sadly, unlike the video attached, I havent been ‘reactivated’ with large amounts of electricity! The amusing thing is, the hospital I was taken to, is one of the local ones that does ECT treatments! But no ‘Bride of Frankenstein’ treatment for me, all the same. Ah well…

No, I dont think I want something quite that drastic done to me, though I do wonder if ‘resetting’ my brain that way would be the worst thing possible at present. But Trans-cranial Magnetic Stimulation, I just wonder if that might put things right, or at least help? Any thoughts, any offers? Yes, the video is that scene, from that film, and yes, I’d love to recreate it, regardless of any stimulation of any kind actually being used! Who me, jealous? You bet!

To help you walk this way?

I guess its fair to say I’ve always been into diversity, and inclusion issues, given I’ve fallen under the LGBT banner for, err, a while. Nowadays I can also qualify under age, and disability too, it seems.

One thing I have discovered since my back started deteriorating, is just how much difference it all makes to my mobility. A few decades ago, I could go for a walk on a Sunday (betting shops never opened on Sunday’s back then), and quite literally walk miles. Now I’m finding the 3/4 of a mile or so from the Bus Station, to work, a major challenge! And a distance that not so long ago I could cover in just over 10 minutes, if I had to push it, now takes a minimum of 15! And yes, I’m quite literally killed for a few minutes if I try that!

But still I have one blessing that not all have, for now at least. I can walk, even if its getting more painful, and more difficult by the month. There are many others who are far less fortunate than me. Anyway, when trawling through Twitter this morning, 1 of my science connections had a post up about this.

https://lifeboat.com/blog/2019/01/can-nanotechnology-rewire-an-injured-spinal-cord

Yes, if you’re on Twitter, go track down Lifeboat Foundation (@LifeboatHQ) and tell him Harlean sent you, I’m sure he’d be thrilled for the publicity. Yes, my spinal cord is damaged, though thankfully at present, I still am able to walk. And yes, I’m a robot fetishist, so the idea of nanotechnology improving my ability to walk impresses me no end. If this does work, and allows those who cannot currently walk, to be able to have some mobility, wouldnt that be marvellous? But at the same time, I want to say to them, why not try it first on a less damaged spine, and see how it all plays out. Yes, me, as the guinea pig!

Oh fine, I’d love nanotechnology that transformed my body completely, into a nice new cybernetic one, but this could make for an interesting start. Yes, at least part of me would actually be machine, lol. In truth, I’ve seen similar articles for a few years now, and nothing practical has come of it, so far. But fingers crossed, this might be the one. It could definitely help me, but it could help others far more, and that has to be a good thing?

OK, video time. This is where Rap met Rock, and the collision was an interesting one.

These legs aren’t made for walking

Well, for better, or for worse, the original blog material plan went out the window today when I learnt of my physical limitations. Yes, 81 years ago today, Jean Harlow died, just saying…

Put it this way, I’ve known for a while that physically, my body isnt what it used to be. Some of it is down to my back, some of it is down to my age, but all in all, things I used to be able to do all day, I now cant do for all that long, and I certainly dont mean sex! Never interested me when I could do it, and now, no chance!

But walking…

When I was younger (well late twenties), and betting shops werent open on a Sunday, and nothing much else happened on a Sunday, I used to go and walk miles during the summer, when there was no soccer coupons to settle. Yes, miles. 4 miles each way, with a break for a drink at half way, quite normal. Ah, those were the days…

Nowadays, the 3/4 of a mile or so between the bus station at Bradford, and work is a sufficient challenge for me. I can just about get by with that, but much further might cause issues! Even before the back went, a mile or so was about my limit now, and that has come down since. Today was the day I discovered one of those limits was definite, and that something else I used to do, with relative ease, is now a tough challenge.

This morning I was getting my back massaged before Saturday, just to help me get through the day, as I suspect I will be standing a lot, and even with the brace on, there is only so much I can do on that front, without help. Anyway, the bus that goes up the steep hill towards the beauty treatment parlor went AWOL today, so I caught another bus, which left me with said steep hill to climb. Now, in the good old days, I could do that comfortably. Yes, it was hard, and a challenge, but it could be done. Today, I just about made it up that hill! To say I was blowing hard on arrival would be putting it mildly, I needed a couple of minutes to recover before treatment could begin.

After I’d finished, I had no idea when a bus was due (about 10 minutes later as I discovered when home again) due to the timetable having disappeared, I set out to walk home. Let me start by saying this is about 1 3/4 miles, way beyond my assumed comfort zone, but most of it is downhill, or flat, so I went for it. Yeah, not a good idea! Its fair to say a good half mile, or so from home, I was running on empty! I did get home, but the last stretch is uphill, not dramatically, but it killed me! Lets just say I have no plans on a repeat! And this is in warm, dry weather (no need for a coat), not the worst of conditions for me. So no, never again, lol!

Yes, my body is getting old, and today let me know it! Ah well…Someone put me down, or provide me with a strong robot body, or something, just maybe?

I’ve used the Nancy Sinatra version of this not so long ago, and I cant be bothered to check if it was this blog, or the other one. So, just in case…lets just say its not as good, and also let me say its not really live, but mimed! I do like some Geri Halliwell, but this wasnt her finest moment!