In IT there is a well understood acronym: WYSIWYG. Pronounced wiz-ee-wig it refers to an approximate match between what is seen on the screen display and what will be available in the final printed output. WIDWID is something different. It stands for Why I Do What I Do. This neologism is part of my attempt at self explication.

I can already hear a reader cackling “This guy is too much. Enough already with the pointless self-exposition. Have you not heard? It is time to move on. Are you unaware of life beyond narcissism?” And I would agree with that sentiment exactly.

The chief reason to continue with this WIDWID effort is that the old me had a user manual that had been revised, and perfected, and updated, for over 60 years. The new me lacks any kind of user manual at all. With the old me, I could sit down and eat dinner without any problems. It was easy. It was natural. It required no thought. Somehow, I understood the manual, and everything operated exactly as it should.

Today, I sit down to dinner and raise a fork of food to my mouth and discover I am trying to put it in my ear. Whoa Nellie! How did we manage to do that? What a dumb mistake! What was I thinking? Was that ever embarrassing! How do I get the broccoli out of my inner ear? I have pushed the boundaries on this illustration, but not by much.

You only have to put your food in your ear so many times before you are really, truly, deeply, completely, and utterly, motivated to get back to the way things were before. That is precisely the situation I am in at the moment. That is exactly the problem I face. You, dear reader, may label my WIDWID effort as narcissism. And, at first, I will agree with you. I would like nothing better than to get beyond these deficits, and problems, and return to being the person that I once was. That prior person had his warts and defects, but at least he was fully functional in a way that I am not. And he kept the broccoli out of his ears.

There is another wrinkle which adds to the complexity of the problem. I have spent hours in exhaustive web searches for information on TBI, and the means to recover from it. I have spent days diligently attempting to digest complex medical literature that would be incomprehensible to me even if I did not experience any of my current deficits.

What have I learned from my hours of research and study? That I am on my own. That contemporary medical science has an imperfect understanding of brain function. There are different models of how the brain works, different theories of how the parts interconnect. There is no complete understanding of the type that exists with regard to setting a green stick fracture. There is no repair book for the brain. Further to this, brain injury appears to express itself differently in different individuals. It is not clear if this is due to the mechanics of injury, the unique area of the brain that was injured, the age of the victim, interaction with other personal factors, or a thousand and one little gotchas and complex nagging details. In short, nobody really knows. The most widely adopted approach is to simply allow nature to take its course and give the brain time to heal itself. Everyone appears to agree that this is an extremely slow process.

So I am stuck with an injury that I do not understand, and do not know how to repair. The same injury stumps medical science. Be aware that if you suffer a brain injury, you will be on your own. And, while you are diligently trying to fix a problem that no one understands, you will likely be labelled a narcissist.

The foregoing is the primary case for WIDWID. I will attempt a more detailed examination of this topic in the following posts.