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Rehabilitation Through Culinary Arts: Brian’s Journey Back from a Stroke

In April 2015, Brian experienced a life-altering brain stroke that challenged his daily functioning and independence. Known for his culinary prowess rather than his musical talent, despite a brief flirtation with the flute during his high school years, Brian found himself at a crossroads during his recovery. His therapist suggested engaging in activities like playing an instrument as part of his rehabilitation. However, it was his passion for cooking, deeply rooted in his family’s tradition of excellence in the kitchen, that offered a more fitting path to recovery.

Before the stroke, Brian was a proficient cook and baker, delighting in the creation of dishes and baked goods. The stroke in April left him relearning basic skills by July of the same year, marking the beginning of his journey back to the kitchen. That summer, despite the challenges, he and his father baked a cake for my birthday. Although it didn’t quite achieve its intended shape, it was a significant milestone in Brian’s recovery.

In the initial years following his stroke, I was hesitant to let Brian cook unaided. The potential dangers posed by kitchen utensils and the risk of forgetting to turn off the oven were considerable concerns. Despite having an alarm system, the fear of an accident loomed large. Meanwhile, Brian watched me juggle household responsibilities and a full-time job, his sadness at the situation palpable.

Recognizing the importance of engaging Brian in activities he loved, I began to include him in cooking tasks. By 2017, he had regained enough confidence and skill to prepare simple dishes independently. We started with easy Chinese and Japanese recipes, and over time, Brian’s proficiency grew to the point where he could outdo me in dishes like Nanbanzuke and Ma Po Tofu.

Initially limited to a repertoire of four to five dishes, Brian’s culinary skills expanded with the introduction of Hello Fresh, which provided him with a variety of recipes and emphasized the importance of following instructions. His adventure in cooking and baking evolved further as he began to explore recipes from websites, eventually baking cakes that won the admiration of his family, especially his sister, an accomplished baker herself.

Brian’s recovery underscores the slow but rewarding process of rehabilitation from a brain stroke. Cooking and baking, activities deeply connected to his family and personal identity, became therapeutic outlets that facilitated his recovery. The journey was not just about regaining lost skills but also about rediscovering his self-reliance and the joy of contributing to family occasions through his culinary creations. Brian’s story is a testament to the power of passion and perseverance in overcoming the challenges posed by a stroke. It highlights the importance of a supportive family and the transformative potential of engaging in meaningful activities as part of the recovery process.

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Snowy Disruptions in Nashville: A Tale of Delayed Deliveries

Written on January 16, 2024

Hello Dear Readers,

Nashville has once again draped itself in a rare blanket of snow, continuing the trend we’ve noticed since relocating to Tennessee in 2018. While the snowfall itself is a manageable ordeal, the cascading effect on our routine deliveries has turned this week into a minor saga of inconvenience.

Our doorstep has seen a conspicuous absence of deliveries in the wake of the snow. Our anticipated Hello Fresh box, a cornerstone of our weekly meal planning, has yet to be found. Similarly, our water delivery has been paused, and the usual sight of the garbage truck trundling down the street has been notably missing. It’s a trifecta of disruption that, while not catastrophic, certainly tilts the scale towards annoyance.

Thankfully, foresight in water storage has us covered until the next delivery cycle, ensuring we won’t be parched for a while. And while the absence of our Hello Fresh shipment throws a wrench into our meal routine, it’s hardly a sentence to culinary monotony. We have enough provisions to pivot and adapt, albeit with a slight grumble over the inconvenience.

Introducing Hello Fresh into our household was a strategic move to alleviate the meal planning burden on my wife’s shoulders. With her schedule leaving little room for the weekly meal prep ritual, the service has been a boon, ensuring we have a clear plan and the necessary ingredients for each meal. The current pause, however, leaves us missing the predictability and convenience we’d come to appreciate.

An update from Hello Fresh on our delivery status would be welcome. However, I understand the unpredictability of weather-related delays. Patience will be our meal of choice until the situation clears. In the meantime, we’re far from a state of culinary despair. Our pantry and freezer are stocked with various dry goods, rice, and an assortment of frozen vegetables and meats—a testament to our preparedness for such interruptions.

While the absence of our scheduled deliveries demands a return to more traditional meal planning and preparation, it’s a manageable detour. The presence of staples like dried chickpeas ensures that our dinners may require a bit more creativity and effort in the coming days; the specter of hunger remains a distant concern.

Reflecting on the situation is a reminder of the small dependencies we develop on modern conveniences and the resilience required when those systems momentarily falter. Snow in Nashville, it seems, brings more than just a change in scenery—it brings a lesson in adaptability and patience seasoned with a dash of unexpected simplicity.

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A Culinary Saturday: Embracing the Bustle with Love and Food

Written on January 14, 2024

Hello Dear Readers,

Saturdays have transformed into the pinnacle of my weekly routine, bustling with culinary endeavors to fill our home with an abundance of nourishing meals. This particular Saturday unfurls with a promise of busyness, as I’ve dedicated myself to a series of cooking tasks. My mission? To ensure my wife is well-stocked with delectable options for lunches and breakfasts in the week ahead.

Once my morning rituals are behind me, I’ll dive into the art of crafting guacamole, a vibrant start to my culinary marathon. Next on my agenda is the replenishment of my wife’s beloved breakfast burritos stash, followed by the preparation of salmon nanbanzuke. This Southern Japanese delicacy, featuring succulent salmon amidst tangy pickled vegetables, marks a novel addition to our weekly meal repertoire, despite being a dish I’ve mastered over numerous occasions, thanks to my wife’s teaching.

Cooking, for me, is not just a household chore; it’s a therapeutic journey. It’s about the rhythm and flow of processes: selecting ingredients, meticulous preparation, cooking itself, and the unavoidable cleanup that accompanies a small kitchen like ours. In such confined spaces, multitasking becomes necessary, with dish cleaning interwoven seamlessly into the cooking process.

This week’s introduction of nanbanzuke* to our meal plan is a testament to our adventurous culinary spirit, spurred by my wife’s occasional trips to her office. It’s essential for me that she has access to homemade, comforting meals during her workdays, a small but meaningful gesture of care.

Today, however, is not just another Saturday. It carries a sense of personal achievement as I’ve hit a new milestone in my fitness journey. The weights I’ve been lifting have seen an increase, a challenge that felt daunting yet achievable—a sweet spot that signals growth and resilience. This physical accomplishment mirrors the effort and love I pour into our meals, a balance between nurturing the body and the soul.

In essence, my Saturdays are more than just the busiest day of the week; they reflect love, dedication, and joy in the simple act of cooking. Whether whipping up a batch of breakfast burritos, delicately balancing the flavors of nanbanzuke, or pushing my physical limits, each task is imbued with a sense of purpose and fulfillment. This is how I choose to support and care for my wife, ensuring she steps into each week with the comfort of home-cooked meals and knowing that every dish is prepared with love.

 

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Harnessing Hunger: A Strategic Morning Ritual

Written on January 10, 2024

 

Hello Dear Readers,

In crafting my daily agenda, I’ve introduced a peculiar yet effective sequence to my routine. For instance, I’ve made a pact to refrain from indulging in the morning meal until I complete my exercise regimen. On certain days, like today, lethargy engulfs me, making it a tad arduous to kickstart the various components of my morning ritual. Despite the lack of urgency on such days, I remain sanguine about eventually navigating through and ticking off all tasks on my list.

This approach isn’t arbitrary; a substantial motive drives it. Upon awakening, my stomach signals for food. The allure of sleepiness and fatigue often beckons one towards slothfulness. I’ve taken a firm stance to reward myself with breakfast only post-exercise. This pact where breakfast becomes the prize contingent upon the conclusion of my workout sessions acts as a double-edged sword. Rather than deterring me, the intensifying hunger pangs serve as a catalyst for procrastination in wrapping up my exercise. This burgeoning appetite eventually morphs into a compelling incentive, spurring me to complete my routine to dive into my awaited cereal bowl.

The effectiveness of this strategy brings me considerable satisfaction. Adhering strictly to this self-imposed agreement enables me to consistently achieve my objectives. It’s a methodology that you, too, might find beneficial in your personal quest for productivity. Should there be something you deeply desire or require, consider making a pact with yourself: grant yourself that reward only after accomplishing a predetermined task. This self-regulation technique cultivates discipline and transforms mundane or challenging tasks into stepping stones toward your rewards.

In essence, my morning strategy revolves around leveraging basic human instincts—hunger in this case—as a motivational tool. It underscores the power of setting conditions on our gratifications to enhance our focus and productivity. By creating a cause-and-effect scenario, where the completion of one action directly influences the attainment of a desired outcome, we can more effectively navigate our daily tasks and responsibilities.

This approach is not just about adhering to a routine; it’s about embedding a more profound sense of purpose and motivation into our daily lives. It’s a testament to the idea that sometimes, the most straightforward strategies can be the most effective in driving us towards our goals. Whether finishing a workout to enjoy a meal or completing a work assignment to take a leisurely break, the principle remains the same: reward yourself after a job well done.

So, if you’re looking for a way to kickstart your day with vigor and ensure you meet your daily goals, consider implementing a reward-based strategy. Not only does it make the journey toward your goals more engaging, but it also instills a gratifying sense of accomplishment with each task you complete. After all, the sweetest rewards are those we’ve earned through our perseverance and dedication.

 

Editor’s note

Nanbanzuke is a Japanese dish that originated from Spanish Escabeche.

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Exploring the Delicious World of Nanbanzuke: A Japanese Delight with European Roots

RE: A Culinary Saturday: Embracing the Bustle with Love and Food

My husband wrote about Nanbanzuke, and now I want to write a blog about it.

Nanbanzuke, a dish celebrated in my hometown in the southern regions of Japan, carries a rich history that traces back to the Muromachi Period (1336AD-1392AD). Though it’s widely believed that the concept of Nanbanzuke arrived in Japan from Spain or Portugal around the 15th to 16th centuries, its essence has been deeply rooted in Japanese culinary tradition ever since. Initially inspired by Escabeche, a European dish of marinated fish or meat cooked in an acidic sauce with spices, Nanbanzuke has evolved to suit the Japanese palate.

The term ‘Nanban’ referred to Europeans during that era, highlighting the influence of European technology and culinary practices in Japan, particularly in Kyushu Island. Japanese adaptations of European dishes, like Nanbanzuke, reflect cultural integration and showcase local innovation in culinary arts.

Nanbanzuke, especially popular in the hot and humid summers of my small hometown, is cherished for its ability to prolong the shelf life of food, thanks to the vinegar in its marinade. While the local favorite is Chicken Nanbanzuke, I prefer using salmon, offering a delightful twist to this traditional dish.

Here’s how to create Salmon Nanbanzuke, a dish that marries the robust flavors of Japan with the zesty charm of European cuisine:

 

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Ingredients:

Salmon (1 lb)

1 carrot

1 bell pepper

½ red onion (sweet or yellow onions are also suitable)

1 TBSP olive oil

2 TBSP cornstarch (adjustable to preference)

2 TBSP potato flour (adjustable to preference)

Seasoning of choice (e.g., Slap Ya Mama)

 

For the Pickled Sauce:

1 Cup Dashi (Japanese soup stock, available at oriental stores)

2 TBSP Soy Sauce

3 TBSP sugar (adjust according to taste; I use a bit more than my parents did. Brian likes a bit sweeter)

½ tsp salt

Sliced dry Japanese chili for an extra kick

 

Preparation Steps:

Prep the Salmon: Cut the salmon fillet into bite-sized pieces for easy eating.

Coat the Salmon: In a bag, combine 1 TBSP olive oil, cornstarch, and potato flour. Add the salmon pieces and shake well to coat evenly.

Cook the Salmon: Though traditionally fried, use an air fryer at 400°F for about 10 minutes for a healthier option. This method ensures a crispy finish with less oil.

Prepare the Vegetables: Shred the carrot, bell pepper, and red onion, which allows the vegetables to blend seamlessly with the pickled sauce.

Simmer the Sauce: Bring the pickled sauce ingredients to a boil in a pot, ensuring the sugar dissolves completely.

Combine and Marinate: Layer the cooked salmon and vegetables in a glass container and pour the hot sauce over them. Seal and refrigerate.

Serve Chilled: The flavors of Nanbanzuke intensify overnight. It’s best enjoyed the next day and can last for a few days when refrigerated.

Salmon Nanbanzuke is a testament to the beautiful blend of cultures and the versatility of Japanese cuisine. This dish pays homage to its European roots and celebrates the unique adaptation that makes it distinctly Japanese. Whether you’re a fan of traditional recipes or enjoy experimenting with flavors, this dish will surely delight your palate and introduce you to a world where culinary traditions merge seamlessly.

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Navigating the Ups and Downs of Fitness Goals

Written on January 13, 2024

Hello Dear Readers,

Finding the perfect equilibrium in my fitness journey feels like navigating through a maze—exciting yet fraught with unexpected turns. At the dawn of this year, buoyed by optimism, I carefully crafted a workout regimen, aiming to tread the fine line between aspiration and realism. However, as the days unfolded, the chasm between my envisioned goals and the tangible reality became more apparent.

In a recent reflection, I adjusted the weights downwards, diverging from my original plan. It was a decision that didn’t come lightly, underscoring the dynamic nature of personal fitness. Yet, I am standing at another crossroads, contemplating increasing weight. The recent reduction adds a layer of complexity to this decision. Despite this, I am leaning towards an increase, albeit from the revised, lower benchmark.

This dance of adjustment is familiar to me. Post-workout, I might discover that my ambition outpaced my capacity, necessitating another recalibration. The principle guiding me through these oscillations is simple: heed the signals my body transmits. There’s a thin line between pushing my limits for growth and overstepping into potential injury. I am inclined to challenge my boundaries and venture beyond what feels comfortable. Yet, this eagerness is tempered by a cautious mindfulness of my physical limits.

The journey of personal fitness is punctuated by moments of triumph and trials of recalibration. Each decision to modify my workout plan is not merely a response to the immediate feedback from my body but a reflection of a more profound commitment to sustainable growth. The path is not linear; it zigzags, mirroring the ebbs and flows of motivation and physical capability. Yet, this journey is rewarding, offering lessons in resilience, patience, and the art of listening—to both my body’s silent whispers and loud protests.

As I navigate this journey, the insights gleaned extend beyond the confines of physical fitness. They speak to a broader philosophy of life, where ambition and caution must coexist, where the pursuit of growth must be balanced with the wisdom of restraint. This delicate balance is not static; it evolves with each workout, each reflection, and each decision to adjust the weights.

 

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The Silver Lining: Finding Positivity After a Stroke

Written on January 9, 2024

Hello Dear Readers,

I would never have willingly chosen to experience a stroke. Yet, it’s undeniable that not all outcomes from this ordeal were adverse. My journey through stroke recovery has led to several unexpected improvements in my life.

Before the stroke, I was battling clinical depression, a heavy and constant companion. However, post-recovery, this burden has significantly lifted. While I can’t attribute this change solely to the stroke, it certainly acted as a catalyst for many other transformations that have helped alleviate my depression.

Dealing with hypertension or kidney issues necessitates a careful consideration of diet. In my case, meat consumption is minimal, and dining out has become a rarity. Fast food is almost entirely off the menu. My wife, believing in the power of physical activity to aid brain health, encouraged me to start running—a practice I had never engaged seriously in before my stroke.

This health scare has revolutionized my approach to exercise, diet, and sleep—critical components of a lifestyle that combats depression. Although these changes were initially made to address my stroke and kidney disease, they have had the added benefit of improving my mental health. The irony is not lost on me. At the same time, I had struggled to implement these lifestyle changes to combat depression directly; the stroke forced my hand, leading to a healthier way of living that inadvertently addressed my mental health issues.

Admittedly, adopting an optimistic outlook does not come naturally to me. Yet, I find myself grateful for having overcome depression, despite wishing that it hadn’t required enduring a stroke and kidney failure to achieve this victory. Since I can’t alter the past, I’ve chosen to focus on appreciating what I have now instead of mourning what was lost.

This journey has taught me that within the heart of adversity lies potential for growth and healing. While the path to recovery was neither chosen nor easy, the resultant shift in my lifestyle and perspective has significantly improved my overall well-being. It’s a poignant reminder that the most profound changes sometimes come from unexpected places.

 

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Rebooting Myself: Navigating Life After a Stroke

Written on January 8, 2024.

Hello Dear Readers,

Reflecting on my stroke often leads me down a path of wonder and confusion. The cause remains a mystery, as extensive medical evaluations have failed to provide any definitive answers. The complexity of my condition posed a significant challenge, not only in terms of personal acceptance but also in explaining it to others. Through much contemplation, I’ve likened my experience to undergoing a factory reset.

This analogy perfectly encapsulates the profound impact the stroke had on me. The intuitive shortcuts and pathways I had formed over the years to manage my bodily functions and interact with my environment were suddenly erased. It was as though I had to start from scratch, relearning basic tasks that had once been second nature. Brushing my teeth, a mundane task I had performed effortlessly countless times before, suddenly became a formidable challenge. Holding the toothbrush felt unfamiliar, and applying toothpaste required a deliberate effort that was previously unnecessary. Brushing itself could have been more problematic and challenging to navigate.

This transformation extended beyond personal care to everyday activities, such as typing. Previously, typing was an automatic process where thoughts seamlessly transformed into words on a screen with minimal conscious effort. However, post-stroke, this task demanded significant focus and patience, as my mental connection to my fingers had been disrupted. The ability to multitask effortlessly, a skill I had taken for granted, was now a source of frustration and a poignant reminder of my lost capabilities.

The rehabilitation journey was arduous, filled with the painstaking task of reacquainting myself with the most straightforward routines. Activities that had once been effortless, such as walking, eating, and personal hygiene, became hurdles to overcome. Despite the frustrations and challenges, I embraced a mindset of resilience and improvement. The notion of reprogramming myself became a silver lining; if I had to start over, I would strive to rebuild myself to be more robust and capable.

The experience of recovering from a stroke is akin to navigating through uncharted territory, with each step forward marking a victory in itself. It tests patience, endurance, and the human spirit’s capacity to adapt and overcome. My story is one of many, a testament to the challenges and triumphs faced by those who have had their lives unexpectedly reset. It is a reminder that, despite adversity, there is hope for renewal and the possibility of emerging stronger.

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Journey of Resilience: Navigating Rehabilitation and Hope After a Stroke

Re: Rediscovering Myself After a Stroke: A Journey Back to Youth

 

Several weeks after Brian commenced his rehabilitation journey, we focused on improving his walking ability. The stroke had significantly weakened his muscles and robbed him of control over his legs and arms. Despite this, his brain retained the memory of movement, leading to a challenging phase where Brian would wake up at night, attempting to go to the bathroom as he used to, only to fall due to his weakened muscles. The frequency of these incidents at the rehabilitation center resulted in numerous calls from the facility, prompting Brian’s mother and me to stay with him overnight.

Brian’s frustration was palpable. At one point, he contemplated abandoning all efforts toward recovery. He was a perfectionist by nature, accustomed to meeting high standards independently. The stroke’s aftermath, which left him dependent on others for basic needs, was a source of significant distress. He expressed the extent of his despair, prompting a stern response from me that threatened to withdraw support if he gave up on himself—this moment of tough love proved to be a turning point for Brian.

Taking his rehabilitation more seriously, Brian and I began daily walks with the assistance of a walker. Initially, he required frequent rests, but after 16 months, he progressed to jogging, covering 1.27 miles on his first attempt. Recognizing the importance of proper footwear, I gifted him a pair of running shoes. We also discovered a running app named “Zombies, Run!” with a log function. I encouraged Brian to track his distance and inform me upon reaching 500 km, aiming to monitor the usage of his shoes. Additionally, we invested in a digital scale to measure his muscle composition, weight, and bone mass, which became a source of pride for Brian as he noted his gradual improvements.

Experiencing a stroke results in numerous losses, not just for the survivor but also for their family. Reflecting on Brian’s journal entries during this time evokes strong memories of our shared struggles. I wished I had read a journal like this back then.

My husband truly inspires me. With his permission, I’ve shared excerpts from Brian’s journal to offer hope and insight to others facing similar challenges. Recovery from a stroke is a slow process, but improvement is possible. For those supporting someone like Brian, it’s crucial to communicate hope and encourage perseverance. Never give up.

 

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Rediscovering Myself After a Stroke: A Journey Back to Youth

Written on January 7, 2024

 

Throughout my life, I often encountered the philosophical musing: if given the chance, would one return to their youth with the wisdom they’ve accumulated? For the longest time, my answer was a resolute no. My younger years were not periods I looked back on fondly, and the prospect of revisiting them, even with the advantage of hindsight, seemed far from appealing. However, fate, through the unexpected event of a stroke, made this decision on my behalf. In a bizarre twist, I was thrust back to a state resembling my youth, where essential habits and skills I took for granted were wiped clean, necessitating a thorough relearning process akin to a child taking their first steps.

 

The journey was nothing short of frustrating. Imagine, if you will, the sudden and complete loss of control over bodily functions once operated on autopilot. The mere act of walking became a Herculean task that demanded my full attention and effort. It was during this time, amidst the throes of rehabilitation and reacquaintance with my own body, that I decided to shift my perspective. Rather than mourning the loss of my former capabilities, I chose to view this as an opportunity to rebuild myself, but better.

 

This shift had its challenges. My natural inclination towards perfectionism meant that each failure and stumble was met with harsh self-criticism. Yet, the stroke provided an undeniable excuse for every shortcoming. Dropped a glass? A direct consequence of the stroke. Forgot to refrigerate the leftovers? Another lapse courtesy of my condition. While it was tempting to lean on these excuses, I recognized the danger of allowing my stroke to become a crutch that hindered improvement.

 

Determined to overcome, I made a pact with myself to persevere. While my stroke was a legitimate barrier to achieving perfection, it wasn’t an impossible one preventing improvement. Embracing kindness towards myself in the face of failure became a transformative practice. This newfound leniency allowed me to approach tasks with a beginner’s mindset, gradually improving without the pressure to achieve mastery from the outset.

 

Logging and Journaling became vital in this process, providing a tangible record of my progress. Over five years, this practice revealed to me just how far I had come. The path to recovery and self-betterment was slow, often imperceptible from day to day, but the cumulative effect was undeniable.

 

In retrospect, the stroke inadvertently forced me into the very scenario I had long dismissed. Returning to a state of developing ability with the wisdom of my years became a blessing in disguise. It offered me a second chance at relearning how to live and live better. Through this journey, I discovered resilience, patience, and a more profound kindness towards myself that I might never have found otherwise.