Insight into a Wingless Flight

It is sometimes hard to stay within Neurolation’s boundaries. The world creeps in.

This month’s post was to be on Compassion Focussed Therapy & Acquired Brain Injury, but my concentration is going. However, the positive thing is that the stuff that’s got me all worked up is blending and growing together with what Neurolations is all about: bringing academics, practitioners and those affected by brain injury closer to what can help.


The day after the UK lockdown was announced, how many of you out there experienced what I fondly refer to as a “brain fart”? One moment your daily routine was broken only by holidays and sick days; even the rush hour congestion at a certain point on your way home from work was woven into it. Then within seconds all worldly predictability was gone.

Here’s how news of the lockdown affected me: There I was at the team briefing with my colleagues, listenning to the general plan of how we would work remotely. As regards the more nuanced practicalities, a lot depended on the way the Covid-19 situation continued to pan out over the coming weeks and months, perhaps even, the rest of the year.

What were the priorities and decisions that could be and had to be made before we began our final day of working from base?

In terms of fight, flight oEmur freeze, my immediate experience was an inability to listen; I heard, but no meaning anchored itself. Even that, as they say, “last day at the office” I spent mostly in automatic pilot. Conversation and the doings of my hands were dreamlike.

I’m a technophobe at the best of times. My world at one moment was a panicked: “Okay, What’sApp. What’s that? I mean I’ve heard of it, but never felt the urge to use it. Well if I must, I must.”

Thankfully, my knowing team rescued my situation. All around me was frenetic, my colleagues able to co-ordinate quicker than I. All I could do was wait for my brain to catch up.

I needed and wanted to take flight, but my wings didn’t know what to do.

It’s a bit pointless wondering how much of this was down to brain injury and how much to personality; we are all flummoxed at times.

Being Flummoxed

This is a pretty good reminder of what life is for many clients and patients all of the time.

Recall how it was for you that day after the Prime Minister’s statement. Relive it, amplify it. Then put it to the back of your mind and find rapport with the person you’re working with.

Spoon Theory

Click here for this neat little metaphor for the daily ebb and flow of oomph. I recommend everyone learns this. The brainchild of Christine Miserandino, “spoons” are units of energy we wake up with each morning.



That’s it for now. We may not have covered C.F.T. this month but I hope I’ve demonstrated this: If you have a brain injury, it’s no bad thing to sit still and wait for something new to take shape of its own accord. What comes can be just as purposeful.

Stay safe.