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HOWDY!! Whoops, wrong opera house.....

robertwnielsen

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Of course, that's the opening line to Robin Williams' Live at the Met special. I found this forum through another forum called Spectrumville, so I thought I'd come here and visit as well.

I suffered a noncommunicating hydrocephalus when I was born - my mother's birth canal wasn't big enough, so the doctor grabbed the "salad spoons" (I always thought that was just a term that Bill Cosby coined for his Natural Childbirth routine, but my sister-in-law, who's an RN, and studying to be a CMA, said that's actually what they call forceps in the delievery room). Anyway, the doctor grabbed the "salad spoons" and pulled me out, and it caused a blockage of the cerebro-spinal fluid, causing my head to grow abnormally large (it's still larger than average to this very day), and causing pressure on the brain - in fact, I still have the shunt that was put in to control the fluid, even though nature corrected the problem by the time I was a toddler. However, the condition still left me with mild to moderate brain damage, most specifically to the right hemisphere.

I started suspecting something was very wrong with me, mentally, when I was a child - I could (and still can) quote entire scenes, if not entire movies, from memory (which, while entertaining, could be very annoying at times), and had a strange fixation with dates. For example, most people know that the space shuttle Challenger exploded on January 28, 1986. I, however, know that day was a Tuesday, and that the shuttle exploded at 11:38 AM that morning. Or, most people know that Dec. 7, 1941 is the day that the Japanese bombed Pearl Harbor, bringing the U.S. into World War II. I know that day was a Sunday morning, and that the first bomb was dropped at 0755 (7:55 AM).

Anyway, I've had extreme difficulty keeping a job (and, currently unemployed) because of my autistic characteristics - I fall more into the NOS category than Asperger's (which is what I originally thought was my problem), but I hope to learn more about my condition through discussions here.

PS - I use Jim Carrey's line from Batman Forever as my signature because that's another issue that I have - a "serious impulse control problem." I don't mean to offend anyone.

RWN
 
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Hey there. That's an amazing ability you have. I've seen people who have exactly the same ability before on the TV who have some form of autism. Fascinating how something like that works, especially when no active working out goes into it, it's just processed automatically by the brain like other senses. Welcome anyway.
 

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