The two of them trying to figure out how to use a light saber, a process so absorbing they almost missed calling a Cody Ross home run. It's a lot of fun. Jerry was absent for parts of a few seasons, battling lung cancer, but he seems to be back and in fine form. He and Don seem happy, which of course they should be. They have a nice gig. And listening to them is fun. They have a good attitude toward the players, never snarky or overly critical, never apologetic for players either. When the game is going poorly they stay calm, matter-of-fact. When it's going well they're even happier.
|Harry Wareing |
Because otherwise, I can't follow along, I get a headache, I get nauseous, I need a nap. Commercials are like spikes to my brain.
It's not just when the television or radio is on. When I am in public, I struggle almost every minute, either to block out the noise of other people talking (if I'm alone), or to listen to what they're saying (if I'm with them or at a conference). Worse is blocking and talking. Worst of all is blocking and listening. It is so hard to listen to one thing and not another. I'd rather be at home with a pillow over my head.
On days my kids are home I'm in audio overload by 10am. They all talk at the same time, and watch TV and carry around iPods and 3DS's and Wii controllers and phones on speaker. Noise multiplied by 10 people and all their devices. It's wicked hard to even make dinner or do laundry with all that interference, like my brain reception is spotty and strained. Like 1080 Red Sox Radio.
YouTube, which you can download from Electric Canyon Studios for $1.25. If it's playing on earphones and I'm in public, it neutralizes a lot of the other sounds, even if it doesn't block them all out.
It's great for studying, for anyone, not just those with misbehaving brains like me. And it blocks out tinnitus and helps babies sleep, all very worthy causes.
What is likely going on with me is some version of an auditory processing disorder. There are other problems I as part of my post-concussive syndrome, but this is one that's not getting better, and limits my daily functioning. I'm pretty smart in a quiet room. In a noisy one, I'm a blank state. I have an evaluation scheduled for next month at the UCONN Speech and Language Clinic--apparently there are possible treatments, which would be grand :).
In the meantime, I live in the pink.