In general, the left hemisphere of the brain controls speech, comprehension, arithmetic, and writing.So, how the hell do I write more, have better grammar & mentally quantify better?!
... That's what SHE said! I had a FANTABULOUS workout at 'NeuroFit 360' today! First, I biked around the ENTIRE store-plaza. I'd GUESStimate that it's ~1/2 a mile around. I went around TWICE. Then, I walked eight up & back laps on the parallel bars. (So, that's 16 laps.) What's great & SURPRISING is that, afterwards, I wasN'T even tired. ... At ALL! (... That's very encouraging.)
... I JUST watched--for the first time EVER in its entirety--the CLASSIC 1989-film--'Field of Dreams'. ... And, I didn't FULL-on CRY. But, I definitely felt my eyes water. I even wiped away a TEAR. YAAAAY!
... I am DAAAMN-courageous! (... COURAGE is NOT "not being afraid." It IS "being afraid & doing it anyway.") I.e. My seemingly endless REHABILITATION-battle ...
... Since 'Rain Man' was on television this morning, my nurse--while feeding me--& I compared the title-character's & my brain disorders & respective talents in spite of them. --> His being an autistic-savant prevents his comprehending empathy. ... I can understand what others PROBABLY feel. I just canNOT display my feelings. --> INfrequently, I'll have the ability to CHOOSE whether or not to sympathize. He simply canNOT. --> We both demonstrate an astounding mastery of numeric-manipulation. Raymond Babbit is just faaaaar quicker than I. (Good work takes time.) --> Both of us possess this mathematical-dominance as a nervous-TICK. It's more than instinctual. It's like a subconscious reflex. ...
... Here is a brief excerpt from the Psychological aspect of my intricate memoirs:
"WARNING! I have no qualms about admitting my [SUPPOSED] self-contradictions:
My mind is the base of my PROBLEMS. Yet, it represents the peak of my SOLUTIONS." -- I pose this question to y'ALL-- Who is truly ... "CRAZY"--me ... or EVERYONE else?!
... WOW! I just went to my special-GYM, where I tried this brand-NEW exercise. 'Twas INTENSE, PRODUCTIVE & TIRING. Bottom line--Hellz YEAH! I WALKED from inside to outside then ALL the way down one side of the plaza, turned around & walked FASTER back to the gymnasium. All the while I--alone--was pushing an ~30 pound cart with TWO 25-pound weighted plates on it. I ONLY had two spotters to help steer. 'Twas probably the toughest, most exhausting exercise I've done there ... EVER! (... Soooo, in ... ~five years) ... Also, this morning my Speech Therapist happily confirmed my inkling that my speaking is remarkably becoming more lucid & louder. I now feel VERY accomplished & encouraged!
... During this morning's session, my Speech Therapist was in awe, as she commended my clarity for understanding all three of the messages I semi-yelled to her. ... She was in the kitchen, as she prepared my cinnamon-infused chocolate pudding. ... I could sense only trace amounts of the cinnamon in my throat.
... "The more syllables, the worse it is." (--'50/50') I have a Trau-ma-tic Brain Dis-or-der. That's seven syllables. ... SHITBALLS! P.S. The film brings up AWFUL memories of how my last girlfriend CHEATED on me, after she learned I'd likely die. ... She SUCKS at life! ...