According to neuroscience, the overuse of the left hand of a violinist/violinist/cellist creates a more pronounced response in one’s right cerebral hemisphere, which I am pretty sure took away from my cerebellar development and functions, demonstrated by my lack of hand-eye coordination.
And since the past Friday, my body and brain have both slowly rejoined the throng of humanity, as we just wrapped up the second semester of PT school. I’m putzing about doing normal human things: even doing the laundry can seem like an event.
I am working on a real post. In the meantime, going off to the mountains and likely going to struggle for air.
(Insert suppressed impulse to autopilot-speech on the effect of altitude on respiration. Applied Physiology course PTSD.)