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Originally Posted by Living_Dazed
For the first 4-6 months after the injury I craved sugar badly. I am a rare sugar girl. I love my savory (can't tell u how long I had to wait for that word to come back to me. I used all my word finding already this morning up in the games and chat section with Mark) foods.
I ate foods I don't enjoy. Lots of baked goods- coffee cakes, pastries, pancakes, waffles. Okay I do eat a Belgian waffle if we go to Gatlinburg. So once every 2-3 years.
So when my doctor told me I don't process glucose like everyone without an injury it left me curious.
Does anyone else hit that brick wall? That's just what I call it. No matter how badly my motivation not one more action can be taken. I must rest or sleep.
Jace
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Yes, I freeze. If I'm overwhelmed, I can just shutdown.
It was much worse in the beginning. I recall a particularly bad instance at the grocery store. I was already struggling to cope with the bright lights, people, colourful displays and musak, when disaster struck. I needed coffee, but they were sold out of the brand on my list. Confronted with a wall of alternatives, I just couldn't make a choice. I guess I just stood there, staring. My very young (but very smart) daughter realized what was happening and lead me out of the store by the hand and sat with me on a bench, until I snapped out of it.
I am always afraid of these big freezes, so I avoid a lot of situations.
On a daily basis, I'm confronted by moments when I just can't do things. Sometimes weird stuff: for some reason I just can't open a piece of mail or clean sometime bad out of the fridge.
I get up, every morning, thinking, "Today, I'm going to get done everything that needs to get done," - and then, I don't.
