Walking again with only one crutch!
WOOHOO! Virtual drinks are on me!
After almost a year of recuperating, I'm finally down to using a single crutch to walk! At this point in my rehab it's all about retraining my brain. My leg is now strong enough to support my weight, but my brain still insists that the leg isn't meant to do that. It's strange how one year can impact the brain so dramatically.
Virtual reality has helped me recuperate in ways that many of you may not realize.
Being unable to walk for nearly a year can be a depressing situation. During that time, the Rift allowed me to walk again, drive again, and run around killing zombies as if nothing had ever changed in real life. The Oculus Rift allowed me to LIVE again. It was a virtual life, but as you know, the mind accepts VR easily. A virtual footstep keeps that part of the brain active for the day when an actual footstep is possible, and the promise of room-sized tracking presents a perfect goal for me to get back on both feet before November (Do NOT let me down, V).
So the next step (no pun intended) is to graduate from crutch to cane, then the cane goes in the trash and I'm back on my own two feet. This has been the longest, and by far the most debilitating ordeal I've ever had to suffer, but I'm finally starting to see an end to all this. The Rift has gotten me this far. I'm genuinely excited to see what the future holds.
After almost a year of recuperating, I'm finally down to using a single crutch to walk! At this point in my rehab it's all about retraining my brain. My leg is now strong enough to support my weight, but my brain still insists that the leg isn't meant to do that. It's strange how one year can impact the brain so dramatically.
Virtual reality has helped me recuperate in ways that many of you may not realize.
Being unable to walk for nearly a year can be a depressing situation. During that time, the Rift allowed me to walk again, drive again, and run around killing zombies as if nothing had ever changed in real life. The Oculus Rift allowed me to LIVE again. It was a virtual life, but as you know, the mind accepts VR easily. A virtual footstep keeps that part of the brain active for the day when an actual footstep is possible, and the promise of room-sized tracking presents a perfect goal for me to get back on both feet before November (Do NOT let me down, V).
So the next step (no pun intended) is to graduate from crutch to cane, then the cane goes in the trash and I'm back on my own two feet. This has been the longest, and by far the most debilitating ordeal I've ever had to suffer, but I'm finally starting to see an end to all this. The Rift has gotten me this far. I'm genuinely excited to see what the future holds.
