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| Rebecca Dutton Home After a Stroke |
Part 1 is about how a stroke limits what I can do with a smart phone and how I feel about it.
I do not have to worry about falling while staring at my smart phone as I walk. My one good hand is busy controlling the cane I walk with due to my poor balance.My sitting balance is not as good this guy on the boat. I do not have to worry about missing a whale because I cannot stop staring at my smart phone.
I use my one good hand to hold the spinner knob that controls the steering wheel. Letting go of the spinner knob to use my phone would be a new definition of hands-free driving.
I can use my smart phone to ignore people. However, after my stroke visiting with others is such a treat that I have never done it. Years ago I read a science fiction book about a time when people interacted only as 3-D holograms. Anyone who craved face-to-face human contact was considered mentally ill. I remember thinking I would be dead before technology made this future happen. Then I saw eight twenty-somethings playing with their smart phones after they finished eating in a restaurant. The zone of silence was eerie.I am still learning how to take photos with my smart phone. The touch screen is so sensitive that the phone takes seven copies of the same picture before I can take my thumb off the button. My four other fingers struggle to cradle the phone. I am learning to put less pressure on the screen and remove my thumb more quickly, but I still love my camera that is perfect for a stroke survivor.
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