Due to her brain having been knocked about, bink has to measure out her energy and focus in coffee spoons.
In traffic light terms, her neurologist says,"It's okay to go into the yellow, but avoid the red."
Going into the red makes her feel disgustingly sick––for hours, or even days.
bink is an artist. Not using her hand/eye coordination for months is making her sad.
Last Sunday at our weekly coffee morning at my place, I said, let's try drawing with our eyes closed. We drew sunflowers we'd seen at the farmers market.
When she was first concussed in mid-April, even thinking about seeing things gave her a headache--vision happens inside the brain.
But now she's a little better, and drawing one picture was okay.
This Sunday, she drew two more with her eyes closed.
I think she's onto something: these drawings of her little dog, Astro, are more charming than her usual open-eyed sketches!
Good example of damaged brain fog:
bink drew these one after the other and labeled them Drawing #2 and Drawing #4.
Drawing #3 is nonexistent.
Luckily the damage does not affect her personality at all--except for making her sad. And bored.
