The Third Year Category

Updatiness!

It’s been awhile. Again. So here’s an update! I’m no longer working toward completing degrees in linguistic cryptanalysis. I’ve turned my attention to neuroanatomical artistry, general watercolor, and enjoying having a reason to attend Grand rounds  at McGovern.  The Ataxia community has seen multiple deaths this year. Considering how rare Ataxia is, many of us […]

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A random little thing

Okay, so, this was originally a comment response to a post on the Young Stroke Survivors Facebook group. But it turned into a really long comment so I decided to turn it into a blog post. Yay. °°° Note that there are many factors in play when it comes to physical and non-physical recovery, such […]

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-364 days

1 year ago – Monday, May 16 2016 I waited, excited and nervous. Tomorrow. A burr hole will expose the surface of my brain for the very first time… tomorrow. Less than 24 hours. I don’t remember what I did that morning, or the days leading up to it. I know that I watched videos […]

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The Quitter

Just have one more try. It’s dead easy to die, It’s the living on that’s hard. “The Quitter” by Robert Williams Service

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Wheels

I wake sometime between 5 and 6, as usual. Get up, tell Alexa to turn on the bedroom lights. Pad into the washroom. I’m extra wobbly in the morning so I have Alexa turn on the kitchen lights while I grasp the counter and carefully step my way to the corner where my morning dose of Sertraline (the generic of Zoloft, for […]

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Better Than New 

After my last post, my friend, Elizabeth, wrote this to me: ‘Ellie if you are feeling broken, please remember the Japanese process of Kintsugi. Pottery that is broken is repaired with gold. It highlights that the mended repair is beautiful. It emphasizes  beauty in the imperfect. Perfection  is overrated. Your brain is wonderful just the […]

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Quiet

I have come to find that one of the biggest feelings you can feel is that of a hollow, empty, reckless emotion that evades any possible reason or cause. It whips you around at times, completely unexpectedly, striking you from the edges like a car nicking your side and sending you reeling into some utter […]

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Milestone 

Today I brushed my teeth with my stroke-affected, hemiparetic hand.  3 years later and it’s still the little things that make me happy. 

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Remembering Grace, again 

8 years, 1 day, 8 hours ago (February 13, 2009, 01:something AM) I’m days from my 20th birthday and I have something that needs to be said before I lose the nerve to say it again. The way he forced me, then acted like he gave a damn when he found out about my baby […]

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Brad

Brad Blaes  5/14/1987 – 2/7/2017 Spinocerebellar Ataxia type 3

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