Mark Kelly said that although his wife has made enormous strides since her traumatic brain injury last January, she gets frustrated with the slow progress and her limitations. Who can blame her? He also described a moment in the hospital when she first seemed to realize that she couldn't speak, and the terrible panic and agitation that overcame her. One can only imagine what that realization must have felt like.
Here's the thing he said about frustration that struck me:
You know, she struggles. She gets frustrated. I have to remind her that that's a good thing.Ah-ha, I thought, frustration as a motivator and a repairer. You're on the verge, says the frustrated brain, so hard at work. Go tear out your hair, but then get back to it. You're almost there. Don't abandon me now.
You know, getting frustrated--from what I understand--is one of those things that's helped rebuild those connections in her brain, is that frustration. So we try to make sure that she's frustrated.
I wonder if it's always the hair they're tearing out because the hair is so close to the brain.


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I will try to remember that frustration is good, but I'll probably forget, which will frustrate me.
Now there's a dilemma. But I think it's for the best because I'm guessing that in order for frustration to "do its work," it has to be fully experienced. No smiley faces to counterbalance it.
I like this idea. Frustration as a key to problem solving. But you have to stay with the problem and live with the frustration.
Exactly.
Enjoyed catching up here tonight. I leave thinking of many things: the positive side of frustration (yes!)
habituation, and the heartbreaking mysteries of color and time.
On this Thanksgiving eve, I'm grateful for Susan.
Same here, Patry. I have been thinking of you with gratitude. Especially when I rolled out the crust for my apple pie. Will be in touch soon. Much love to you and yours.
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