Not that many of you give a crap

[James Deuce]

http://waxingofflyrically.blogspot.co.nz/2012/10/end-of-movie-well-almost.html

[Fatjim]

Thanks Jim. It explains alot I didn't know.

[Edbear]

http://waxingofflyrically.blogspot.co.nz/2012/10/end-of-movie-well-almost.html

Interesting post. Head injuries are very hard to quantify and deal with, people need to make allowances and if you have good friends and family who do try to understand it makes life a lot more bearable.

[mashman]

Just to clarify the title of the thread. Is that not that many people will give enough of a crap to read your blog? Or is that many don't give a crap period?

By KB standards you seem positively well balanced... and as I don't know you and have only ever heard that you were/are a good cunt from some dickhead up norf that flies a plane, I hope it's not too wanky to genuinely wish you all the best and that your heeling/revelations drag you to a place where you find that peace you want/need/deserve/crave etc...

[Kickaha]

By KB standards you seem positively well balanced...
Well balanced? for some reason when I think of Jim Gimli always springs to mind, just dont give him an axe :whistle:

Oh yeah, having met the man and spent time in his company he's a good bastard to

[pzkpfw]

He's not well balanced, he's just low to the ground.

[Maha]

You are only well balanced if you dribble out of both sides of your mouth.

[ducatilover]

Interesting reading as usual.

If I can manage to stop fixing unbroken bikes, I'll stroll down your way one day and shout you a coffee


(actually part of a genius RVF stealing plan, but you'll feel better for it)

[scissorhands]

I had a moderate concussion in December. I was pretty fucked up too, and it took me 8 months to come right.

I had to quit drinking as I had 3 day hangovers after 2-4 small beers. Weed is often good[not always], increases blood flow, so are curries, garlic and chillies.
Anything to open the fine capillaries in the brain and bring nutrients for healing.
Lots of good quality oils and fats will help too.
Avoid darker urine caused by dehydration like the plague.

Since I started walking 10km a day[bout 1 month ago] I feel as happy as 2 Larrys

Exercise is king for depression.
Arnica internally is a must for concussion. Get some, and mate, you got friends for sure.

Some with genetic brain disorders might not have any improvement potential.... overall your in a better position.... as improvement in brain function is highly likely for you if you follow correct lifestyle for a while. Head injury depression may last a year or two but it will end.

But yeah I feel for you.... head knock, been there done that recently.... I was such a sad fuck for months too.... it does get better but it comes down to accelerating the process by doing everything a bit right for a whiles

I must be one of those broken ones too eh?
I'm a better person now since the knock..... riding bikes real good too.... had some amazing surfs also like I'm a different person, got a real knack for tube riding which was never there before... remapped my fecking brain.....

Arnica internally and exercise away the depression

[ellipsis]

...after getting my brain jolted and smacked around so much so that it felt like its seals had gone, I invested in a brain transplant at a cheap Indian surgery, quite close to Pakistan...I got a really good deal on a second hand american brain...never been used...I felt like a new man after the operation...I wouldn't recommend the place these days though, it's quite dangerous up that way now...

[Big Dave]

You are absolutely correct. I don't.

:-P

[James Deuce]

Aussie go home!

Wow, lookitthat, it worked, that almost never works!

[vifferman]

I do give a crap, James2, even though I don't know you yet in a sense I do. If you weren't so far away we could almost certainly be mates (assumimg I didn't piss you off too much). I've only ever had mild concussion, and even that was perplexing, but... I've wrestled with a semi-functional brain that betrays me seemingly at every turn. It's frustrating, and very wearying, and the worst of it is that even those nearest and dearest to me, like my partner (and best friend) of over 30 years really don't understand. I can't blame them - I'm a dick and must be hard to be around. I'm lucky, in that I could hide my condition in my last job, and my 'new' employers employed me sort-of knowing what I was like. I say 'sort-of', because the guy that offered me the job was my boss 6 years ago. However, he asked me before offering me the job, "Are you off the tablets?", and at the time, I was, so could answer favourably and truthfully. However, the stress of learning what turned out to be not an easy role did my head in, and I'm back on meds. It's OK...ish, except they're making me put on weight I'd lost after heart surgery, and every so often they make things worse. I can't go back to my GP, because he's too slack (dope is his self-confessed drug of choice, so maybe that's it...) So. It's up to me to sort it out, make things work, and not alienate those around me too much.

It's also made me more insular than normal, and unmotivated, so I never ride for fun any more (just commuting), and lack motivation for critical things like sorting out why my horn doesn't work, and changing the black spooge that's masquerading as engine lubricating fluid.

[Big Dave]

Point three:

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