It’s the third time the neurologist has said the list aloud, asking me to repeat the words back to him. I get three words right the first two times and on the third, I remember four of the five.
‘Wagon’ eludes me. It isn’t on the tip of my tongue. I am not close to spitting out the word. I feel as if I am blindfolded in the woods, grasping in all directions for some sense of where I am. I couldn’t even guess what letter that fifth word starts with.
I can feel my brain contracting, pulsing and squeezing like a muscle as I try to jump through the cognitive hoops the medical and psychological professionals present to me.
On the forth round, I hit “sandwich” and then pause. It’s a long pause. I somehow find ‘wagon.’ None of the visualization techniques or mnemonics I would normally use to remember things are working. Instead, I find wagon because I suddenly heard in my head the somewhat awkward way the doctor said the clunky word.
One of my favorite things about life in New York City is the regular availability of really special events. Recently I attended a screening of Kristen Stewart’s forthcoming movie, Camp X-Ray at NYU Law School.
The film is about the relationship that Stewart‘s Army Private First Class develops with longtime Guantanamo Bay detainee Ali, played by Peyman Moaadi.
This is the official trailer:
I saw a few tweets about Stewart and/or the movie being anti-U.S. military. I didn’t take that away from Camp X-Ray at all. On the contrary, I thought the film was sympathetic toward those stationed in places like Gitmo showing the monotony, isolation and challenge of policing the detainees while also keeping them safe.
Of course, Camp X-Ray also reminds viewers of the horrible situation that exists to this day in Guantanamo: detainees held for years without trial and almost certainly without hope of freedom. This is a timely and affecting movie with strong performances across the board. Don’t miss it.
Post-screening, we were treated by discussion with Stewart, Sattler and [an odd] moderator from NYU. It was terrific to hear about the filmmaking process. Less terrific to hear the moderator opine about romantic vibes between Stewart’s and Moaadi’s characters.
Still, excellent film and cool experience. What movie should I see next?
My ankle saga. Although I’ll surely blog about The Twilight Saga: Breaking Dawn Part 2 soon eventually.
The original orthopedist referred me to a surgeon which was a bummer after two months in Das Boot. Incidentally, the new doctor specializes in dancers and the unique injuries they face. Including using stage names apparently.
I haven’t danced in a long time but it’s cool to see a doctor who understands what it’s like.
He didn’t rush me into surgery. Instead he has given me cortisone injections each of the two times he has seen me. And prescribed more physical therapy.
My reaction was something like @#$#^#$%#@#. As you might imagine six months post-fracture.