Monday, August 03, 2015

Handicapped Bathrooms Are Badly Designed

Rebecca Dutton
Home After a Stroke
August 3, 2015

Handicapped bathrooms in motels I have used since my stroke are poorly designed. The most common error I have seen is placing the towel rack on a wall ten feet away from the tub across the extra large bathroom. It may be dangerous for a companion to turn his or her back on a disabled person and walk away to retrieve a towel. I solved this problem by dragging the luggage rack into the bathroom. I placed my towel and bathrobe on the rack where I could reach them while sitting on my folding shower stool. An inexpensive solution is to place hooks near the bathtub at wheelchair height.

I ran into two unique problems in a motel handicapped bathroom. 1) The shower curtain was so short and hung so far away from the tub that I could look down and see a four inch wide strip of the bathroom floor. A wet floor is a Fall Hazard. Before I got in the tub I did my best to soak up the water by putting a bath towel on the floor. An inexpensive solution is to purchase longer shower curtains that can be tucked inside the bathtub.

2) The removable shower head hanging down (photo on left) was almost impossible to use. When I detached it to use in sitting, the shower head barely reached me because it was mounted so high on the wall. I turned off the water while soaping up because letting the nozzle hang free made it to point outwards (photo on right). I was not able to keep all the spray inside the tub. A wet floor is a Fall Hazard.

The extra long shower hose did not compensate for the high wall mount the plumber used. I do not see an easy fix for this problem.



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Fifty Shades of Shame

Sass Freeman
August 3, 2015

I had an alarming message from a Twitter friend who explained her desperation and humiliation whilst aboard a cruise ship at the beginning of what was meant to be a lovely holiday.

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It did not begin well when the airline lost not only the couples luggage but also her Delta Walker for mobility.

This person was eventually given a wheelchair to use but guess what it was too wide to fit into the cabin, and through the doors of the ship. She had to practically crawl on and off the bus and up steps of a small aircraft in full view of all her fellow passengers, everyone watching her struggle.

This as you can imagine was terribly humiliating. Having been made to feel embarrassed and the word she used to me was ‘suicidal’. All of this on her holiday!

Prior to booking this dream and long awaited cruise, she had spent an extremely long time on the phone, discussing with the travel company all mobility difficulties, to have total reassurance they could meet them. Feeling totally confident then proceeded with the booking. Now in this horrid situation no one wished to help. On seeking help by someone in charge, initially she and the situation were simply dismissed. Her option was to wait and attempt to resolve the situation once back in the UK. This is unbelievable. What is it with large companies?!

Road Blog Fin

Tim Seefeldt
Brain Food Cafe for the Mind
Posted August 2, 2015

Well, we’ve mostly unpacked the stuff we trucked from Alberta to Toronto into Kristina’s new pad.

She’s in a great spot near Queen Street just west of University. She’s walking distance from the UofT, Chinatown, Kensington and just about everything else. It’s awesome.

After a morning of building Ikea stuff, Pat and I went on a long walk while Kristina met some friends. Then we all got together with our friend Richard for a bite on Church Street. Last night was much the same except K and I ended the night having a couple of beers and listening to Jazz at The Rex.

There’s some more unpacking to do, but I’m now declaring the rest of the week vacation time. Some more live music, walks and a Jay’s game are in the cards. Maybe a drive south, too.

Here are some pics to cap off the odyssey.











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Bart Starr Walking Again After Stem Cell Treatment

Dean Reinke
Deans’ Stroke Musing
Sunday, August 2, 2015

There is nothing in here that would prove that stem cell treatment caused these gains. Wishful thinking in my opinion, cause and effect has not been proven - Bart Starr Walking Again After Stem Cell Treatment.

Bart Starr had quite a meal Tuesday morning in Alabama — three pancakes and an omelet with three eggs and cheese. It was made by his wife Cherry, his bride of 61 years. And it didn’t take him long to eat it.

He fed himself the entire breakfast,” Cherry Starr said. “It was great.

It was another small but significant moment for Starr, the legendary former Green Bay Packers quarterback. Before he underwent an experimental stem cell treatment in June, Starr, 81, could barely walk or feed himself. His condition had deteriorated after suffering a heart attack, two strokes and a four seizures in September.

But now he can walk and eat unaided, seemingly sparked back to his feet with the help of this treatment.

“It’s just been really exciting to witness,” Cherry Starr told USA TODAY Sports. “Some of it might have been natural. It might have happened without the stem cells to some degree. But there’s no question that has absolutely helped him, and some of his cognition has improved rather dramatically really. He can do things like tie his shoes. He’s feeding himself. He can read. I could go on and on about a lot of things that we’re witnessing that are really, really exciting to us.

Sunday, August 02, 2015

Rain

Diane
The Pink House On The Corner
Sunday, August 2, 2015

It has been raining, here, for 20 days. This, I learn from the radio: today is the 20th day of rain. I cannot remember such a rainy season before -- it seems the whole world weeps, the sky weeps, the days are countless, changeless, dreary, matching my mood.

This house is haunted. Not by Bob. I am the ghost who wanders these dark, gloomy rooms. I am the voice heavily sighing in the corner. A long low involuntary sigh. Then there's Zenith.  I see her shadow, peaking around the door.  I see her on my bed at night, back turned to me, licking her paw. Zenith is still here, Zenith haunts the house with me, and I wonder: where is Bob? where is Boomer?

A long time ago, when Bob and I had one of those obligatory married couple talks, the what-to-do-if-I-die talks, I told Bob that if he went first, that he better come back and haunt me.  He laughed and promised he would "haunt my ass" (his words, well actually he would have said "your ass"--anyway) and then he said, if he couldn't do that, one day I would be sitting on the porch and a little red bird would land on the railing and look at me and that little red bird would be him or a message sent from him.

I think of this now, a little red bird, and I wonder why he choose red -- and if he choose red, or if I only imagined "red" and maybe he just said a "little bird". But I have seen no bird, red or not, on the porch railing. I have seen no ghost of Bob. I have gotten no messages from the beyond. Not even in my dreams.

Dry Needling and Updates

Jo Murphey
The Murphey Saga
Sunday, August 2, 2015

So starting last week I began going to my dry needling sessions again. It's two weeks until my next Botox series of injections. I took approximately a month off from dry needling because of my husband's impending death. So this past Monday I went in for my second dry needling session. Between the Botox wearing thin ( the spasticity is back), my fibromyalgia flaring up, the anniversary of my mother dying, and just general stress of my husband dying, the funeral and just living post stroke has really taken a toll on my body. I'm hurting everywhere. I imagine stress has been a major contributing factor.

The down side of dry needling is that when you take a month off, as for me, the positive effects wear off. The deadened trigger points come alive again. But you have to remember that I have severe spasticity too. I'm not blessed with episodes that only last an evening, but the kind that lasts for days unless something intervenes to stop the process like dry needling. I don't even want to imagine what it would be like without the three muscle relaxers I'm on.

With all the events happening in the past couple of weeks, I was back to taking my full doses of muscle relaxers again until I was free to do the dry needling again. I was even taking pain medicine over the last week just to manage four hours of sleep.

Well Built

Diana Smith
Beyond Reality
Posted July 30, 2015

In days past, in my opinion, buildings were built with more pride of craftsmanship at all levels. It did not end at buildings. The beginning of the industrial age had many cool business’ that produced anything anyone could want. Then corporate greed somehow took over. Everyone practically has been trying to either screw someone out of profit so there will be more for themselves or try to get by without getting screwed from above. Civilization gets further from chaos as less and less of the basics of logic and needs are ignored. Buying goods can be a crapshoot, if you don’t do extensive research ahead of time.

My mind is in chaos thinking about things I should not have to think about. It should be easy and natural to meet my soulmate, right? Friends should be abundant and stick together. Everything I was ever taught or read for myself about humanity has not been turning out to be true. People are quick to turn on each other. People are quick to make judgements, jump to conclusions, manipulate, control, obsess, and hold useless grudges. I need to make space in my head for the positive. My positive thoughts need to fill that space. That will hopefully attract positive people. If not positive people, at least someone not so far out from what I consider normal. Does anyone just like to chill anymore?



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Saturday, August 01, 2015

Tadpole Update: Reported to August 1st

John C. Anderson
Stroke Survivors Tattler
Rails to Trails Tour (aka RTT)
Albuquerque, New Mexico
to
Decpina, North Carolina
and back
(June 1st to September 29th)





Date           | Start           ✔︎ = DONE
10)July 25     | Duluth, MN                                     
               | ✔︎ The Willard Munger State Trail - 63 miles
11)Jul26-Aug 1 | Rheinlander, WI                                
               | ✔︎ Northwoods/Pedal Across Wiconsin - 350 miles
12) Aug 2-8    | Rapid River, MI                                
               | The Iron Ore Heritage Trail - 47 miles
13) Aug 9      | Charlevoix, MI                                 
               | Little Traverse Wheelway - 26.7 miles
14) Aug 10     | Frankfort, MI                                  
               | Betsie Valley Trail - 22.1 miles
15) Aug 11     | Bay City, MI                                   
               | The Bay County Riverwalk/Railtrail - 17.5 miles
16) Aug 12-13  | Linden, MI                                     
17) Aug 13-16  | Cary, NC                                       
18) Aug 17-24  | North Branch, MI                               
               | The Falling Waters Trail - 10.4 miles
               | The Flint River Trail - 17 miles
               | The Fred Meijer Railtrail - 41.4 miles
               | Fred Meijer Heartland Trail - 41 miles
               | The I-275 Metro Trail - 33.2 miles



July 31 / 2015 - "Rails to Trails Tour"

Troy, Donna & I rode Northwoods Eagle River WI 5 miles in the ride my derailed start acting up, plus # 3-4 on Cassette slipping I turned back before the hills start. I limped back to the trailer & waiting for bike show open up. "Forever Young Bike Shop" very helpful. Was 11:15am to late start ride, so I called masseuse move my appointment up!! Carol at "Kneaded Relief" was awesome, I told her concentrate on shoulders and legs & she did wow no Poopoo massage here!!

Attitude is 90% of life, think positive! "Fins Up"
DanTrikeMan

-- Dan Zimmerman www.spokesfightingstrokes.org


Road Blog #5

Tim Seefeldt
Brain Food Cafe for the Mind
Posted July 31, 2015

We’re here. And so is Pat — she flew in a couple of days ago and stayed with friends.

Everything is in Kristina’s appartment, the rental truck is returned and I’m beat.

K’s out on her balcony looking at the CN Tower. Her location is amazing, walking distane from the University of Toronto and so much more — China Town, Younge Street, you name it.

What’s weird is, now that the road trip is over, a new era has begun for me. I’m now a visitor at her home. After 22 years, that’s a major mind bender.

There are great pics just waiting to be posted, but they’re gonna have to wait. First off, we’re not sure where the camera is. Second, like i said to begin with, we’re beat. So, tomorrow we’re going to post the final pictures of our road trip and the move in.

Oh, no editor for this, and i can’t see straight, so spelling may be especially bad.

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2015 Rock'n August 4th to 8th in St. Albert - About Us

Jackie Poff
Stroke Survivors Tattler
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      Rock'n August - St. Albert.

 Rock'n August is a summer-time tradition in St. Albert and is supported by a partnership of the area Cosmopolitan Clubs, the St. Albert Cruisers and the St. Albert Chamber of Commerce. Every summer the mayor of St. Albert proclaims this period of time "Rock'n August Week". With this event attracting enthusiasts from across Western Canada and the United States, St Albert is proud to host it's out of town guests, but is especially grateful for the enormous support that the citizens of St. Albert give to this fundraiser for the Alberta Diabetes Foundation. Classics of the past - this is the soul of Rock'n August. Returning to the carefree days of the past, remembering Elvis, Fats Domino, prom nights and sock hops make us appreciate what we had and yearn for again. But the past wouldn't be the past without the automobiles that are now classic, expensive and treasured by their owners. Tender, loving care is the only way to describe the treatment afforded these cars - one cannot look at them without memories of the past flooding back and in the distance, the sound of Rock and Roll.

History:

Rock'n August 2015 will celebrate its 19th year of operation as the finest festival of Cars and Music in Western Canada and the City of St. Albert's third largest annual event. A number of years ago, the Cosmopolitan Clubs of St. Albert, Edmonton and Sturgeon wanted to create a fundraiser for Diabetes Research and Education. They decided that classic cars and the sounds of the fifties and sixties was the perfect mix and Rock'n August was born. With the support of the St. Albert Chamber of Commerce and the St. Albert Cruisers Car Club, this small, fun-filled event has turned into an international classic car display showcasing over 600 extraordinary automobiles.

Goal:

The primary goal of Rock'n August is to continue to be a significant contributor to diabetes research and education. The Alberta Diabetes Foundation at the University of Alberta has set the international benchmark for treatment of diabetes with Islet Cell Transplantation. This year Rock'n August will make every effort to bring $150,000 to the doctors and researchers who specialize in this disease that will affect one in four Canadians in the next three to four years. All funds raised by Rock'n August remain within the province of Alberta.

Road Blog #4

Tim Seefeldt
Brain Food Cafe for the Mind
Posted July 30, 2015

We made it. But we’re beat. We’re in Vaughn. After getting here we headed to Canada’s Wonderland to be tourists.

But we’re way too tired to write anything halfway good or to post pics.

Stories and pictures to follow tomorrow after the big move!

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Friday, July 31, 2015

Alone Again

Diane
The Pink House On The Corner
Friday, July 31, 2015

My dear friend, Lori, left on Wednesday so I am alone again. I think, the thing I miss most is having someone to say "Good morning!" to every day.  This business of being a widow is a lonely one...

So I am back to aimlessly wandering this lonely old house, this house that seems no longer like a home, but a museum of memories.

Lori & Kona


Lori did help me accomplish many things, for which I'll be forever grateful.  We did manage to donate lots of medical supplies & equipment, including Bob's manual wheelchair, to the local hospice (though I still have the expensive hospital bed and power chair, I have contacted a medical supplier about selling the bed, but I'm not sure if the wheelchair is even paid off, yet.) And dispose of prescription drugs. And tidy up many other things including storing Boomer's things and picking up Boomer's remains (my little memorial table grows, I hope no more). Also did some fun shopping at thrift stores, antique shops, etc. -- and found a new (used) couch for Kona! This to keep her off my antique furniture:

My High Blood Pressure

Dean Reinke
Deans’ Stroke Musing
Friday, July 31, 2015

Yesterday I was planning on giving blood again. Got there, took my blood pressure,186/98. Never been higher that 140/88. The cutoff for donating is 180 so I'll have to do it another time.

I will not be taking any blood pressure medications. If I need to I'll use beet juice and watermelon juice to lower it. DO NOT follow my ideas, you can ask your doctor but I'll guarantee they will know nothing about more natural ways to reduce blood pressure.




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Road Blog #3

Tim Seefeldt
Brain Food Cafe for the Mind
Posted July 29, 2015

We were road warriors today — about 14 hours on the road.

That included stops for snaps at Kakabeka Falls (see K’s pic below), for grub in Marathon and a near sunset shoot at a scenic spot on Lake Superior. There were a couple of stops on the big lake. One of which included me singing a rendition of The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald. Not quite up to Gordon Lightfoot’s standard, but not bad if I do say so.

Coffee, Redbull and a combo of Van Halen 1, Led Zeppelin 4 and lots of other great numbers got us through. But the caffeine is wearing off. Gotta crash.

Don’t you crash before looking at these great pics from Kristina:


Aphasia: 7-Suggestions for Speaking Improvement
         (Learned On the Other Side of the Pond)

Mark Ittleman
The Teaching of Talking
July 29 / 2015

Dear Readers and Friends:

Malka and I have returned to America from a 6 week assignment in London where we were consulting with families regarding their loved ones with speaking difficulties.  We went to train family members and interested friends in methods that help people improve the ability to speak.  Therapy was provided in their homes and schduled for many hours each day.

Multi-family housing in London
It is our sincere belief that in many-most cases the assistance of family members is critical to the improvement of communication and the ability to speak, as long as the person with the speaking difficulty is stimuable, or able to imitate sounds, syllables, words, phrases and sentences and has the ability to comprehend and recall. The method of speech and language stimulation involves stimulating speech within a conversation that involves inquiries into an individuals interests, values and expertise. We believe people will be more forthcoming with speaking if given the opportunity to speak about what truly interests them. Then there is a true reason to speak!

This article summarizes some of the learnings from the London experience, and we  hope you will also benefit and apply some of the principles when helping your family member, loved one, or client.

What we learned that can help you…

Wednesday, July 29, 2015

Shiatsu

Amy Shissler
My Cerebellar Stroke Recovery
July 28, 2015

I’ve gotten a few shiatsu massages.  I used to think that my former yoga teacher was the most intuitive person that I had ever met until I realized that I was badly manipulated and brainwashed for a few years.  And I finally realized that it wasn’t her intuition that helped me so much, it was my own intuition which she was trying to take credit for.

The woman who I go to for these massages, she is by far the most intuitive person that I have ever met.  And she is the real deal, she has no agenda whatsoever other than to help me.  She is very happy to be working with me and helping me.  I am amazed by the things she has told me, about myself, that I’m working on(that I never told her).  It’s very difficult just from looking at me and having a 15-minute conversation with me to tell that I’m dealing with SOOOOOO much.  My last few posts have very much leaned towards Eastern medicine rather than Western, hmm.  :(

I feel wonderful when I finish these therapeutic massages and am very much at peace the rest of the day.  I very much hope that this is a cumulative effect as meditation was for me.

Road Blog#2

Tim Seefeldt
Brain Food Cafe for the Mind
Posted July 28, 2015

The Canadian Shield rocks!

Kristina and I just chowed down in Ignace, ON. We drove 10 hours today to get here, starting in Shoal Lake, MB. We bedded down there instead of making it to Winnipeg.

Skies were looking kinda foreboding. It was getting dark. And there had been construction making it tough to tell where the road ended and the gravel began.

Turns out that was a good thing. Shortly after checking into our motel, it really started to pour and there was booming thunder and sky-piercing lightening. Then tornado warnings started showing up on the TV. Including for where we were.

Yikes.

We finally got to sleep around mindnight but were woken by another round of thunder and lightening.

The morning news told us that we missed a tornado that touched down by just an hour’s drive.

My Only AC Is In My Car

Diana Smith
Beyond Reality
Posted July 28, 2015

I don’t get a commission on the sale of this car. I just happen to drive by it once in awhile. One of my drive by shootings, taken at the wrong time of day for optimal camera lighting.

I took the dog for a break from my oppressive house. It seemed too warm to sit around and stew for a straight 24 hours more. Now I am almost out of gas, and it is hot again today. The end of the month gets harder and harder to manage my nonexistent funds. I take on too much pet care. I try to work harding in listing my Ebay items for sale. The more I list the more disorganized my house becomes. I have packing materials all out of the bin. I blame the slow payers. If they had paid already my stuff would have been shipped out and I could clean up. I have a lame excuse for everything. It is starting to cool off and get dark. I forgot to water my garden, so off I go now until the mosquitos tell me otherwise.











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Secondhand Smoke:
         Does it Have a Deadly Link to Stroke Risk?

Jeff Porter
Stroke of Faith
Tuesday, July 28, 2015

Photo by Global Panorama via Flickr.
We know smoking is linked to increased stroke risk - among many other dangers.

It's possible that even being around smokers might bump up your risk. Check out this recent study how secondhand smoke is tied to raised stroke risk:
"Our findings suggest the possibility for adverse health outcomes such as stroke among nonsmokers exposed to secondhand smoke and add to the body of evidence supporting stricter smoking regulations," said lead author Angela Malek, of the Medical University of South Carolina in Charleston. 
Researchers analyzed data from nearly 22,000 white and black American adults older than 45. About 23 percent said they were exposed to secondhand smoke in the previous year. 
Between April 2003 and March 2012, there were 428 strokes among the study participants. There were 352 ischemic strokes (blockage of blood flow to the brain), 50 bleeding (hemorrhagic) strokes, and 26 strokes of unknown subtype. 
After adjusting for other stroke risk factors -- such as diabetes, high blood pressure and heart disease -- the researchers found that exposure to secondhand smoke was linked to about a 30 percent increase in nonsmokers' risk of stroke.
I can't exaggerate the dangers of smoking. It's the only legal product I'm aware of that kills you when you use it as the manufacturer intends.



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Tuesday, July 28, 2015

Road Blog #1

Tim Seefeldt
Brain Food Cafe for the Mind
Posted July 27, 2015

Kristina and I hit the road at 8:35 this morning from Sherwood Park, AB. Thirteen hours have passed and we’re in Shoal Lake Manitoba, at the Shoal Lake Motor Inn.

We could’ve kept going, but road construction and a coming thunderstorm forced us to stop.

We had a quick pit stop in the Alberta-Saskatchewan border town of Lloydminster. Gassed up again just east of Saskatoon in beautiful Colonsay, finally stopping for some grub and a Pil at Brown’s Social House in Yorkton, near the Manitoba boarder.

It was beautiful prairie driving through foreboding skies and some rain. Sometimes lots of rain. But when we hit Manitoba, the skies were clear so we soldiered on. Then it got dark. And the road construction erased the road markings. And clear sky gave way to clouds and lightening.

So, we’re taking a powder in Shoal and will hit the road again bright and early Tuesday AM.

Take a look at some of K’s pics.

Colonsay, SK












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Excitement I Would Like to Share

Sass Freeman
July 27, 2015

On returning home from a lovely lunch and time out with friends on Thursday, I was greeted by Nick informing me of the arrival of a splendid magazine and within it a lovely article, on stroke and my story. Along with this, the surprise on looking at it, was the icing on the cake, to see they had promoted my book and informed people on how to purchase it if they so wish. As you already know only too well by now, it is not only my passion to help fellow survivors and their families but also to raise greater awareness in order to help prevent strokes that can be prevented.

At Home
This magazine, The Celebrity Lifestyle Magazine, ‘at home’ has helped do exactly that.

The magazine article informs the reader about the dangers of stroke; that it can happen to younger people. In the last fifteen years alone the number of woman aged between 40 and 54 admitted to hospital as a result of stroke has risen by 30%, and by 50% in men of the same age group. They also touch on it being the leading cause of disability in the UK, the hidden effects of stroke, some common factors of stroke and how it is also a cause of financial concern and burden to the stroke survivors and their family. As the survivor, I know only too well, as much as they long to return to work- I fall into this bracket- sadly we are unable to do so. Also, they illustrate clearly the most common signs to look out for when someone is experiencing the onset of a stroke. Then they go onto my story and my book.

If only more magazines would write splendid articles such as this we could inform people so much more easily and quickly therefore saving lives. Personally, I feel I cannot thank this magazine enough for not only the realisation of exactly that but also acting on it, therefore doing something about it, for the cause of greater awareness. This is the kind of magazine you want to buy. It has your usual articles such as fashion, travel, lifestyle & beauty products, but what is the point of all of that if we are unwell or worse. This has to be the perfect combination. What the public want regarding beauty products along with showing the reader that they care. Congratulations, ‘at home’, I say. #50shadesofsuccess



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Monday, July 27, 2015

Wheelchairs and Stroke Survivors,
         aka Talk to Me When You're Talking to Me

Joyce Hoffman
The Tales of a Stroke Patient
Jul 26, 2015

China had the first-recorded wheelchair in the 6th century, made of plant reeds and iron wheels, and then Spain, Germany, and England later, ably transported, mostly through wars, the disabled by other wheelchair materials. Many centuries later in the 1700s, in Bath, England, the most popular wheelchair, albeit cumbersome, looked like this:


Now we have on the right:

 Look how far we've come. But I'm here to talk about wheelchairs in a different capacity.

There are two Mark Zupan's. There is Mark Zupan, the famous dean of the University of Rochester's Simon School of Business, but I'm talking about the other Mark Zupan, who earned a soccer scholarship to Florida Atlantic University.

Mark Zupan
A football and soccer star in high school, and after a soccer game in '93, when he was 18 years young, Zupan got buzzed at a bar along with some of his soccer team and fell asleep in the back of his friend's truck. His friend, driving drunk, went off the road and Zupan landed in the canal, clinging to a branch for almost 15 hours, resulting in hypothermia and, ultimately, to quadriplegia.

Even though he stands and walks short distances, Zupan ended up in a wheelchair for life and became a quad rugby champion twice. Zupan went on to become a TV and movie personality, appearing many times as "the guy in the wheelchair."

Zupan's autobiography, "GIMP: When Life Deals You a Crappy Hand, You Can Fold---or You Can Play" and his notable championships make him famous.

BHAG - Big Hairy Audacious Goal

Dean Reinke
Deans’ Stroke Musing
Sunday, July 26, 2015

What is a BHAG?

BHAG (pronounced 'bee-hag') stands for 'Big Hairy Audacious Goal' first written about by James Collins and Jerry Porras in their great book 'Built to Last'.

It is a goal that really stretches the organisation way beyond most people's imagination of what is possible. A very good example would be the 'Moon' mission. It should be clear and compelling and act as a great focal point for everyone in the organization. It should engage people and stimulate them. It is a powerful mechanism to stimulate progress, but it does carry great risks. In some ways it is similar to a vision statement.

The following examples come from the site rapid business intelligence success. Here are some examples:
  • The creation of the IBM 360 mainframe computer. IBM nearly ran out of money to pay their staff, but it was breakthrogh that lifted IBM into the next era of computing
  • The creation by Boeing in the fifties of their large commerical jet aircraft. Up till that point Boeing had just been a military aircraft manufacturer. It was a bold transformation. Again the sixties the built the biggest jet imaginable - the Jumbo jet.
  • In the eighties Jack Welch the CEO of General Electric set his company a huge goal - 'To become No. 1 or No. 2 in every market we serve and revolutionise this company to have the speed and agility of a small company.' By the late nineties...he had succeeded.
  • In 1990 Sam Walton of Wal-Mart set a new goal: to double the number of stores and increase the sales volume per square foot by 60% (specifically $ 125 billion) by the year 2000. At that time the largest retailer in the world had only reached $30 billion.
  • In 1934 Walt Disney aimed to do something that had never been done before: to create a full length animated feature film - Snow White. He committed most of the company's resources. People in the industry called it 'Disney's folly', but history proved them wrong. It created a new industry or market. He later went on to produce 'Bambi', and 'Pinocchio' and 'Fantasia'. All were outstanding box office successes.
  • Again in the fifties, Walt Disney set another risky goal(one of 'Walts's screwy ideas') to build a radically new kind of amusement park...known as Disneyland. He repeated again with the EPCOT center in the sixties. Walt Disney's maxim was 'DREAM, BELIEVE, DARE, DO'

Sunday, July 26, 2015

Blogging Volcanoes and Crickets

Tim Seefeldt
Brain Food Cafe for the Mind
Posted July 26, 2015

It’s been a few months of blogging now and it’s starting to make me feel like an insecure kid in my early 20s. Again.

Maybe you know what that’s like? If not, I’ll fill you in.

There are some weeks where you feel like a million bucks. The “beautiful” people have all the time in the world for you. No matter what you say, they’re digging it. At work or school you’re a rock star. You can do no wrong, your ideas are brilliant, your execution flawless. Folks tear up laughing at your jokes. No wrong can be done by you.

Then there are the other days where you could swear you bathed in garlic and that your brain and mouth are horribly out of sync. You can do no right.

This is how it feels with the blog. Some weeks I hit ‘publish’ and the readers flow like lava from a volcano. I’m on fire. The reader numbers tick away faster than I can count ‘em.

Other weeks, it’s crickets. The reader numbers seem to be going in reverse.

What did I do wrong? Why don’t they like me anymore? Why? Why!?

That’s part of the reason why I haven’t hit ‘publish’ for a while on a new blog. There are two other reasons, though.

Smart Phones and Stroke, Part 2

Rebecca Dutton
Home After a Stroke
July 26, 2015

Problem. I used a flip phone for years so I could call AAA if my car broke down, but a trip last year to see my brother showed me I need a smart phone. When I got to my destination the temperature gauge showed my engine was very hot. I knew the area so I drove to the local Toyota dealer which was closed because it was Sunday. If I had a smart phone I would have learned that a taxi service was only two miles away. I could have left my car at the dealer, had a taxi take me back to my hotel, and waited for my brother to arrive the next day. My brother talked about loaner cars, but they do not have the modification that lets me control the gas pedal with my good left foot. I decided to buy a smart phone before I took my next long trip.

Training. It is a good thing I bought an iPhone several months in advance. This gave me time to attend free training sessions held by Verizon. For example, there are multiple ways to delete items in Contacts, Messages, Calendar, Notes, and Photos. To delete you touch a picture of a trash can at the bottom left or bottom right OR touch the word delete at the bottom right, bottom center, top right, or right side of the screen. To make the word delete appear, you may have to touch the word edit, pull an entry to the left, or scroll to the bottom of a file. The chaos during staff meetings at Apple must be remarkable. I also needed several months to learn how to use Google and Google maps because using them on an iPhone is different from using them on a computer. I finally felt comfortable using Google Maps so I was thinking of leaving my Garmin GPS at home until I could not get cell phone reception in a small town near my home.

Friday, July 24, 2015

In Mourning...

Jo Murphey
The Murphey Saga
Sunday, July 26, 2015

The funeral is done and over with and now begins the mourning process until the healing comes to pass. Like I've said many times before, there was no sense in mourning my husband while he was alive. Now I mourn. Wednesday was the first day of the rest of my life as the window turned into a door that opened wide showing new possibilities.

I actually held myself together pretty well for the sake of my children and grandchildren. That was true until I saw my little sister walk up to me before the graveside service. She is my only blood link to my mother and I was a little, lost child searching for her mother's hug of comfort. She hugged me tight as I broke into gut wrenching sobs. I was totally spent afterwards. I sat like a cast away doll in front of the coffin while the minister performed the service. Silent tear rolling down my cheek. I fully expect to to have many such melt downs in the future.

The minister, our  retired pastor, drove five hours to be present and had a five hour drive back home afterwards. God Bless him for his service orientated heart. It was one of the requests my husband had made before he died. Our church has seen two other ministers come and go since this pastor retired, but he was the one my husband felt closest to and called friend.

After the funeral my old neighborhood, where my father still lives, prepared a feast. Smoked pork butts, mountains of potato salad, and other goodies. I didn't partake of the pork because of my allergies, but honestly I didn't think I could swallow a morsel with the huge lump I had in my throat. It did look yummy though. My sister in law and her husband said their goodbyes and made their way home to Pennsylvania, and our youngest daughter and family left for their Texas home. In a couple of weeks, they will be transferred yet again to Alabama. The third time in a year, but at least they'll be closer.