Witty Ticcy Ray

I often walk through the city, to the train, a bus, or to get coffee. I feel great and happy to be up and about. And I visualize people the same as me. There are many different personalities, I could not understand why some people would gesture as I walk passed them. Some as if it were uncontrollable some could not hold back something they felt had to be said. I get that some of these people are or were very excited unknown to me because a neurological disorder. Such as the case of Witty Ticcy Ray. At the time interaction with some of these people it was difficult for me to sort out. Most of the time I try to understand how I feel about some people I encounter. This was not discussed in previous class discussions, I often think of some past…show more content…
I had never seen this and often felt she was mirroring what I was thinking. By acting out she barked like a puppy or screeched like terradactol or some kind of very disturbing bird up and down the street as she walked throughout the neighborhood. Times I felt she would say something only I would know someone very close to me had said in previous years. I thought about it and it occurred to me as very strange. Ticcy Ray’s case has helped me sort out some confusion. For some time throughout the duration of a year I lived near Rita and became passive that maybe she was nervous, cracked, twitchy. The same as the author describes while walking through New York. Rita was a known meth addict she is a pretty Hispanic and black women I didn’t understand why she would do meth. On some days thought she was calmer then other days as Ray would come to be when he started taking minute dosages of Haldol. A very minute dosage threw of Rays balance and he is hit by a swinging door. The Haldol did not work well in the first…show more content…
In chapter fourteen The Possessed the author takes us into the topic of Parkinsonism, I observed over the course of a year once a week a friend by the name of Leonard Garcia who had suffered from Parkinson disease. He had undergone surgery for a brain pace maker and was subjected to a wheelchair for some time in his life. He can move around freely on good days and other days his uncontrollable brain neurology throws him of balance. Once again I found myself to be confounded about this case. I found answers in this chapter of the case of Parkinson disease. Leonard had retired after twenty five years working for Santa Fe Railroad Company. I came to know him as a friend an uncle of the sort. As for my friend Rita and Leonard I met them the same year and in different locations, both have very kind hearts. But with Leonard I found my feelings more challenged, because here is a man who is a slave to this disease. In this chapter the author describes how this disease possesses everything in motor skills, emotions, and energy. Everything I observed in Leonard, again and again Leonard would fall down as he walked around with his cane. Leonard would not be happy if someone helped him up. This to me was heroic in nature. I thought while reading that this disease is soulless it’s just makes you suffer from the beginning. I found in reading the author speaks of Street Neurology and even