Friday, June 16, 2023
Cuenca Perspectives by Jim: APRAXIA: SIEG BRAM OF CUENCA'S STORY OF A VERY RA...
Cuenca Perspectives by Jim: APRAXIA: SIEG BRAM OF CUENCA'S STORY OF A VERY RA...: Today's post is a personal story of a very good friend of mine who lives here in Cuenca, who shares with you his attempted journey to ...
Thursday, June 15, 2023
APRAXIA: SIEG BRAM OF CUENCA'S STORY OF A VERY RARE DISEASE
Today's post is a personal story of a very good friend of mine who lives here in Cuenca, who shares with you his attempted journey to wellness as a result of contacting a very rare infirmity that apparently most doctors, world-wide, have little if any knowledge, let alone experience in dealing with it. The infirmity is called APRAXIA.
If you should read this letter, and know of any information on the subject, or if you are a medical person who has knowledge and experience of dealing with APRAXIA, or if you suffer from APRAXIA; Sieg would appreciate having an opportunity to commiserate with you about how you have been dealing with your experience. You can email to Sieg Braum (onehaistct@yhoo.ca). If for any reason, you should have difficulty contacting Sieg by his email address. You can also use my email, (jmola777@gmail.com), and I will forward your comments and/or information.
SIEG'S STORY
The continuing saga of my mission to recover sight. Warning: it's a long email
It has been over a year, since I last created an update on my journey with,
what now turns out to be Apraxia of the eyelids (ideomotor-type)..You may
recall that my earlier diagnosis was "Blepharospasm" and all treatments were
predicated on that diagnosis. However, that changed, when four sessions of
Botox, weeks and months apart, administered to the eyelids proved useless.
A brief description of what I'm experiencing. My eyelids refuse to open and remain open, for the most part. While I can force them open manually or am
able to peer out of one or the other mostly-closed lid, the muscles generally
tend to force shut my lids. Trying to find stuff in a cupboard or in the fridge is
difficult and I'm often grunting in the effort to see. With my face distorted in the
effort to see, encountering a tree, curb, sudden drop-off or Latino in the street,
gets another weird sound. I wear wrap-around shades around people. It's for
my own comfort and to not freak-out innocent children. It allows me to relax
more, knowing I can leave 'em closed or catch a glimpse or two of what is
around me. Plus I have the added advantage of looking really tough and
Terminator-like.
I must back-track a bit, since Bleparospasm was only briefly mentioned
in the previous email, It's not a totally unknown affliction; in fact, Botox
seems to have been developed for that condition and then found it's place
in the vanity/beauty world. Lots of articles to be found on that, but contrast
that with Apraxia, for which you'll find scant information and even less
treatment literature. One can be of two minds on this reality, one feeling
angry that this has been foisted on me. Alternatively, how terribly special
must I be, to be the poster-child for this incredibly rare condition! Interestingly,
Apraxia sharessome traits with Bell's Palsy. (More on that later)
Part of my research, included looking into how Covid might have affected my
neurology, since I'd tested "positive" twice. While there is some research
on that, there is far more research on (Covid) "vaccine" injuries. Huh! my
loving wife Karen's sister-in-law, Eileen, had looked into the subject, and
suggested I look into injuries associated with AstraZeneca (the two shots
each that Karen and I had taken). While there are plenty of injuries listed,
including neurological ones, Apraxia is not listed among them. The initial
symptoms appeared shortly after the first injection and obviously worsened
after the second shot. Reaching-out to the (Iranian) author of the 135 pg
study that details 1/4 million Astra-Zeneca injuries proved futile.
Now, there is plenty of anecdotal "evidence" out there, of vaccine injuries
(Justin Bieber and Jamie Fox, spring to mind), but who is going to prove fault
of Big Pharma in this? Too many conspiracy theories for my liking, and it won't
address what I'm dealing with, in any case.
Onward and upward. I won't stick to any specific order, as I've done many
(MANY) trial and error therapies. One that stands out, is my adventure with
Psilocybin (magic) mushrooms, right here, in our apartment. A practitioner
administered the 'shrooms and I waited for them to take effect. Scheduled for
four hours, the "shaman" left after two, when nothing happened. Not one
blessed thing! Inducing "visions" and memories were a complete bust; sober
as a church mouse.
Not quite as useless, was consuming "edibles" (gummies). While the
recommended quantity did nothing, an entire unit yielded some interesting
times. Imagine, walking around equatorial sidewalks, convinced that the
ground was slushy with fresh snow. Imagine a blind guy trying to navigate the
deep slush in his treadless loafers (note: Latinos, in their bottomless wisdom,
use indoor ceramic tile to create sidewalk surfaces; traction/schmaction!). And
hearing/not hearing Karen talking. Thinking that perhaps I'd imagined her
saying something, and mulling that over, before asking if I'd imagined her
asking if I was okay with her going on a spending spree. Those of you with
experience in that field, I'll leave you to your edibles. However, I can safely say,
that THC does not cure Apraxia!
There was also a couple in North Carolina (who split their time between
Ecuador and their home state), and manufacture natural remedies, including
mineral and vegetable supplements. The goal of Mikki's ministrations, was
to flush the remnants of the AZ shots out of my body, believing that this might
alleviate the symptoms. One of the prescribed (out of ten or so) pills and
powders was derived from a fungus on birch trees. A delightful flavor (blah!),
when mixed with water which, with its companion concoctions gave me as
much relief as my daily baby aspirin. Two months of twice-daily pills.
Thinking that there might be an even deeper mental cause, I went to see
a psychiatrist, to see if perhaps anti-anxiety meds might fix me, He happily
prescribed Clonazepam for a short bit. Not feeling any positive change, he
added another(whose name escapes) anti-anxiety drug. Even together, no
positive results. Blood-flow to certain parts was affected, however,
and I weaned myself, ASAP!
All of this was being done, in concert with my Canadian-trained neurologist
(she of the discomfort around eyelid injections) and Margarita was very
supportive of any theory that had some credibility and lacked danger. The
next adventure was at her urging and was administered by a neurological
scientist (and doctoral students) at the local Catholic university. The treatment
is called Trans-cranial Magnetic Stimulation (TMS), in which incredibly
powerful electromagnets are placed on the skull of an affected person.
Normally used for anxiety and depression (replacing electroshock therapy),
rapid pulses of magnetic energy are focused on affected area(s) of the brain.
While Margarita had strongly recommended the area of the brain, concerned
with eyelid movement, it seems they went with their own protocol, focusing on
the motor cortex (or some such) for a month of daily treatments. I only
discovered this discrepancy, the final week, and a change was not in the offing.
The university was an hour's bus ride away, and each day, I spent a total of
three hours between treatments and mass transit. How did I navigate, you
ask? One word; stubborn. Karen was willing to be my eyes, but I insisted
on struggling my way through this and, after a few times, it wasn't so tough.
Latinos, in their infinite wisdom, do NOT consult with one-another,so
Margarita didn't check-in to see if her recommendation was being followed.
That left this poor Gringo to the care of the clinician, Esteban. Delightful
young man, he happened to be a musician, and is enamored of the
music of my youth. So, we spent each hour enjoying each others' tunes
(well, mostly mine) and bonding over some really awesome albums.
I managed to wrangle another week, with the pulses focused on another area
of the brain. A fair bit of negotiating and wheedling, at long last had a much
more powerful pulse applied to the part of my brain that was indicated. Sadly,
two weeks of this changed nothing and we parted ways.
Next was the uncle of our friend and guide, Felipe. Uncle Servio lived near
the coast, four hours away; so Karen, Felipe and I made a weekend of it,
staying in a rustic little farm accommodation. Seems the city of Machala
was a bit dangerous, and staying near the doctor was a poor idea, so we
stayed at "Happy Fruit", an hour away. Servio uses and injects a
German-sourced medicine called "Procaine" to cure most anything,
Of course, I heard "cocaine" and got excitedly right down to it turns out it's
related to novocaine, and was injected along the scar of my heart surgery,
the area around the AZ shots (another "anti-vaxxer, Dr Servio) as well as
around my eyes. That was Friday, and no results were felt. Saturday we
returned for round two. This time, the shots were inside my mouth and
throat. While Felipe could hold the light for the doctor, he could not
observe my tonsils being injected, I think Karen averted her eyes as well.
Brave Servio didn't flinch, and neither did I. Sadly, no result.
Round three with Dr Servio took place at our home. He'd asked me to get a
panoramic of my teeth and send it to him ($15 for the x-ray). He was excited
to see the file, as it confirmed something he'd suspected; I still had my
wisdom teeth! His theory was that the teeth were impacting my skull
(muscles, nerves, etc), resulting in my condition. When he dropped-by
with his handy doctor bag, complete with syringes and (you guessed it)
procaine, he sat me down and injected the stuff on both sides of each
wisdom tooth, to simulate their removal. The thought being, that if my
eyelids worked, his theory was correct, as the numbing effect took hold.
You're probably used to this by now, but no change, At the end of the visit,
as the freezing wore off, my lids
remained firmly down.
So, what next? I'd done some acupuncture, massage, started going to a
gym for cardio (at the recommendation of one psychologist) and
weight-training (still going, a year later), lost weight, to the delight of our
nutritionist, my cardiologist and our GP. Continuously do mental puzzles and
Spanish learning work, just in case. Alcohol consumption is way down
(practically none) We've continued tutoring English several days per week,
not forgoing social connection or staying at home. Which only proves how
stubborn and unwilling to give up. I've broken three glasses and stepped
on the cat only twice (he's since learned to take a defensive posture when
I'm around).
It seemed I was left with two options (three, if you count Margarita's
suggestion of implanting electrodes in my skull), accept that I may be
blind(ed) forever or continue to be open to something new, whatever that
may be. Despite three psychologists and a psychiatrist assuring me that
there wasn't anything 'mental" about my condition, the occasional
eyes-wide-open experience, predicated on nothing at all, seemed to indicate
there was some willpower/psychological/
Therefore, I'm seeing, Nick, my physiotherapist, to see if we can combine
exercise with cognitive efforts. Nick is an American, young and in love with
an Ecuadorian girl (marrying at the end of June). Though not the same as
Bell's Palsy (told you we'd come back to that), there are similarities, enough
to warrant using some of those therapies for me. Nick has shown a great
enthusiasm and initiative, in exploring my condition both in online investigation
as well as consulting with US colleagues and professors. He even shared that
there were two types of Apraxia, which (being the smart-ass) I immediately
sent to Margarita, who confirmed the "ideomotor" version. Not that it's any help,
since it isn't my type of APRAXIA.
Then the idea that Nick might work with my psychologist, Anna
(another Gringa), to explore the possibility that the psychological may have
some sort of impact still, though not exclusively. Both seem rather intrigued,
if not enthused at the idea of collaborating to work toward a solution (I need
to be careful about using the word ("cure") with me. Not to be too down on
Latino culture, but this seems not to happen outside of North American circles,
so I'm grateful to them both. Not gonna count any chickens, but the physio
seems to be having an effect, Certainly not predictable nor controllable
(might even be placebo), but I sense the severity receding at times and
am hopeful that this collaboration may yield more results. I'd likened it to
those "magic-eye" puzzles, where you have to do two things at once; relax
your eyes and yet force them to focus in a certain way, to see the 3-D image,
I'm encouraged by the concern, thoughts and prayers of all who are aware
of my challenges, and though I can perceive a certain expectation of recovery
from some quarters, I've learned to not let the fear of disappointing my loved
ones prevent me from seeking new options. Please feel free to share this
missive with others who may have an interest (saves me from having to
explain my situation repeatedly).
Thank you,
Sieg Braum
Thursday, April 20, 2023
Cuenca Perspectives by Jim: THE PACO'S BLUES PERFORMED AT JOHN VITALI'S 80th ...
Cuenca Perspectives by Jim: THE PACO'S BLUES PERFORMED AT JOHN VITALI'S 80th ...: THE PACO'S BLUES PERFORMED AT JOHN VITALI'S 80th BIRTHDAY PARTY FRIDAY, APRIL 14, 2023 Barbie De Pa...
THE PACO'S BLUES PERFORMED AT JOHN VITALI'S 80th BIRTHDAY PARTY
THE PACO'S BLUES PERFORMED AT JOHN VITALI'S 80th BIRTHDAY PARTY
FRIDAY, APRIL 14, 2023
Barbie De Palma threw an 80th Birthday party for her hubby John and about 100 guests in the course of the afternoon were in attendance for the afternoon festivities. John and Barbie are known for entertaining, and John's party was a smash. There were lots of very friendly folks, some of us not having seen one another in years. Great food and desserts, as the ribs and chicken by the hosts were complemented by the side dishes and desserts brought by the guests.
The event was blessed as for the second day and evening in a roll Cuenca was without rain, which has become an oddity as we transition out of the La Nina into the El Nino weather pattern. Yet a cloud cover help to keep the Equatorial sun from beating down on us, which made for perfect atmospheric conditions for the afternoon backyard festivities.
The kickoff and finale for the party and everything swinging in-between were the Paco's Blues. I assume most of the guests heard Paco's Blues in one of the venues in town, but it was my first time. I had met the drummer, Jeff Jones and his wife, Mary at various occasions and over short conversations on the street, but I never heard Jeff play. The rest of the band was new to me. Wow, were they dynamite. I enjoy the blues, and everything the Paco's Blues played was top notch. It was a lively party, and I was amazed at how they played for three and a half hours and only took one ten minute break. As you will see these guys are not kids, so their stamina was very impressive. Most of all, they were really enjoying themselves, which put the entire guests in a big party and dancing mood.
Awesome, is the vocal singer, Roxie. Besides being attractive, as I sat next to her eating a plate of food before the music began. I was informed by her or other people at the table that she was the vocalist. Roxie is not a large woman. I was amazed at the power that came from her voice. She did a James Brown number, and I thought James Brown had spirited down to the stage for an encore performance. Unfortunately, the two numbers I enjoyed hearing her sing the most, and neither were the numbers I recorded. I encourage you to see the last video link in particular. Roxie has more than enough energy to energize the entire planet. I also must admit that Paco. the other lead singer and one of the three guitarists in the group has put together an excellent band, and I hope they stay together for a long time. I asked my two jovens how old they thought Roxie was from the videos they saw her in this blog? Both of them, without hesitation, said sixteen. Whether it was her youthful looks, her enormous energy, or a combination of both; compliments to Roxie.
Not everything this sensational group plays is strictly blues, there's room for rock, r&b, and soul. I apologize for not having the names of every member in the group. I tried to find them on their Facebook page, but they must be a modest group. Paco's Blues is all I can find after the founder of the group. Maybe, a stalwart fan can fill me in on the names of the two other guitarists. At which point, I will update my blog post. This group is best to hear live. The sound leaves something to be desired on a cell phone and even a laptop. I have my laptop also connected to my television, and the television or a bose-type speaker is the way to go for real sound enjoyment of the group.
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John Vetali and Barbie De Palma
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Maria Isabel Latta |
Jim Mola, blogger, and Marie Isabel Latta |
John Vitali's 80th Birthday Party, Paco's Blues Band - Part 1
Roxie, Linda and John Lewis, and Maria Isabel Latta wishing everybody greetings at the end of the video.
John Vitali's 80th Birthday Party, Paco's Blues Band - Part 2
John Vitali's 80th Birthday Party, Paco's Blues Band - Part 3
John Vitali's 80th Birthday Party, Paco's Blues Band - Part 4
https://.be/5cy9eVvmI3Y
The Paco's Blues version of Happy Birthday, while John and Barbie get down.
John Vitali's 80th Birthday Party, Paco's Blues Band - Part 5
John Vitali's 80th Birthday Party, Paco's Blues Band - Part 6
"Rolling on the River"
John Vitali's 80th Birthday Party, Paco's Blues Band - Part 7
"Ain't No Sunshine When He's Gone"
John Vitali's 80th Birthday Party, Paco's Blues Band - Part 8
https://youtube.com/shorts/5qcaZdIcYdw
John Vitali's 80th Birthday Party, Paco's Blues Band - Part 9
https://youtu.be/kyevHNWEdhY
John Vitali's 80th Birthday Party, Paco's Blues Band - Part 10
"Mama, I'm Coming Home"
John Vitali's 80th Birthday Party, Paco's Blues Band - Part 11
Roxie on fire.
https://youtube.com/shorts/7sqgAzrLzQ8
Tuesday, March 21, 2023
Cuenca Perspectives by Jim: GRAFITTI; MIAMI WYNWOOD WALLS MUSEUM FEBRUARY/M...
Cuenca Perspectives by Jim: GRAFITTI; MIAMI WYNWOOD WALLS MUSEUM FEBRUARY/M...: In late February and early March I spent ten days in Miami. I enjoy Miami a great deal this time of year before the heat and humidity sets...
Sunday, March 19, 2023
GRAFITTI; MIAMI WYNWOOD WALLS MUSEUM FEBRUARY/MARCH 2023
In late February and early March I spent ten days in Miami. I enjoy Miami a great deal this time of year before the heat and humidity sets in. Temperatures in the upper 70's into the mid 80's were ideal. Most of all not a drop of rain the entire time I was there. When I returned to Cuenca, the city more than made up for the rainless days in Miami. Oh God, how I love the sunshine without the excessive heat and humidity.
My favorite place to visit in Miami is the Graffiti Museum known as the Wynwood Museum and the first in the world to be devoted to graffitti and their artists. When I first visited the area a few years ago, it was dead. I wasn't totally secure in feeling it was the best neighborhood to park in and to walk to the museum, which is basically outside with walls to protect the graffiti from tagging and any other destruction. Last year, I would see gentrification taking place and knew it was just a matter of time that it would catch up to the museum area. I wasn't sure what they would mean for the museum and immediate shops in the area. This year I was amazed at how the high rises, mainly condos, completely engulfed the area. Fortunately, the museum, the stores, restaurants, and clubs all survived, and the museum has become the nucleus for generally more sophisticated, vibrant area that was just filled with people, and yet attempts to keep a kind of hippy vibe feeling, that reminds of those days in Old Town in Chicago back in the late 60's.
Every six months new graffiti is presented, so one can visit the museum twice a year and see new offerings. Here, unlike the collection last year, I did not provide information about the artists. I am just letting you enjoy the images as presented. Every kind of material imaginable is used to created these art forms. See if you can figure out what some of these materials may be.
The above is my favorite. More for the subject matter than just the art, although the art definitely brings out the beauty of the subject matter.
I find the next three photos spooky. The kids are wearing these goggles as if they no longer function in the physical world, but perceive their reality through their technology.
These kids look almost robotic. The synthesis of man and the machine.
Notice the high-rises in the background, which were not there a year ago.
Below are three links to my videos of the museum:
Graffiti Museum Miami Part 1
Graffiti Museum Miami Part 2
Graffiti Museum Miami Part 3
For those interested in the exhibit at last years Windwood Museum, here is the link:
https://www.blogger.com/blog/post/edit/311130598749211263/9201378172075024225
Tuesday, February 14, 2023
Cuenca Perspectives by Jim: CUENCA: JERRY RAMOS; A CELEBRATION OF LIFE
Cuenca Perspectives by Jim: CUENCA: JERRY RAMOS; A CELEBRATION OF LIFE: English followed by Spanish translation: Life is full of surprises. Many people like to believe they are in control of their lives, but the...
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