Tuesday, August 22, 2006

And Feel It Now



I spent some time with David Gray today. It's been a long time coming...I camped out with Ray LaMontagne for about a month and listened to R.E.M.'s "Nightswimming" on repeat for a couple of weeks. But back to my first love. Really. I'm one of those crazy music people who has violent opinions and severely judges people on their taste. I don't understand why everyone in the world can go about their every day without David Gray. Before him, my life seemed muddled, at best. If you don't love him, we need to talk about it--allow me to make you a cd--I can personalize David Gray mixes to inspire a multitude of personalities, circumstances, or events. It's an art form for me. He's one of those very few people...a man who it seems God put right on the earth to sing--just sing. His lyrics throw you into confusion between wanting to vomit because you can't believe someone reached so deep into the darkest chasms of your soul and ripped out all of the honesty that lies there and wanting to cry because he somehow made it all so beautiful. Maybe that's it...you can somehow find a beauty in what you didn't even know was there. It's, most of the time, more than I can handle, and I just cry along with every song. I don't know if I've ever made it through the likes of "Hold on to Nothing," "Slow Motion," or "Say Hello Wave Goodbye" with dry eyes. And who knows why I'm crying...is it remnants of my past I can't let go of? Is it the powerful music behind the lyrics? Is it just the same reason I cry when I stare at Chagall's American Windows? Who knows. That's why I love. It's a little of this, a little of that. Give him a shot. If you love him, I will think you are cooler. And you know you need it.

Monday, August 07, 2006

This Is My Nephew!


Gauge piles on top of Finn during his session. Animal-assisted therapy is used in addition to traditional therapy, and patients can often recognize greater results through their interactions with an animal. COURTNEY KUHLEN PHOTO

Gauge works like a dog
Speech-language pathologist employs her golden retriever to reach children
By JESSICA BAUER
LOG CABIN STAFF WRITER
(taken from the Log Cabin Democrat, the local paper in Conway, Arkansas)
Studies show pets can reduce their owner's blood pressure and improve overall health, and Kindra Schrader, speech-language pathologist at Conway Therapy Services, is putting that notion to work.
Schrader uses her 3-year-old golden retriever, Gauge, as a helpful tool in speech therapy.
"It's kind of another tool that any therapist can use," Schrader said. "Physical therapists or occupational therapists can use an animal in therapy to help either motivate the patient or help with the therapy."
Schrader said animal-assisted therapy is fairly new to Conway.
"He plays with my patients, but I also use him as a tool," Schrader said. "If I didn't have him, I would use a game or something else. For instance, if I didn't have a doll, I would have the patients point to his eyes or nose."
She only uses Gauge at work a few times a week, but said she is hoping to make pet therapy a common practice.
"I want to get more patients interested in working with me and the dog," Schrader said. "My goal is to become a certified evaluator so I can get more people certified in the area."
In her sessions, Schrader said she does language and articulation therapy. She said this type of therapy can be boring for young kids, but they always seem to get excited when they see Gauge enter the room.
"If I'm working on sounds with them, I'll use him and his ball," Schrader said. "I attach their cards to his ball and have him retrieve it for them."
She added she uses Gauge with kids who have autism, Down syndrome, Asperger's Syndrome and mental retardation.
In 1997, a study was done that proved kids with Down syndrome can be more attentive with pet therapy, she said, and responded better to a real dog rather than a stuffed animal.
"These kids are less social and less likely to have those pragmatic skills where they'll play or interact with other people," Schrader said. "When you bring a pet around, these patients are more social and show less of those self-absorbed behaviors."
Schrader said one specific example of Gauge being a big help was with a patient who would never talk in complete sentences.
"I could work with him over and over and he would be frustrated," Schrader said. "When I brought Gauge in, he immediately wanted to play with him so I told him Gauge could only do what he wanted when he spoke to him in full sentences."
Schrader said the use of pet therapy provided immediate progress for this patient.
"That kind of helps me, too, because it will calm my patients down and they will be more likely to want to interact with me," Schrader said.
Not just any dog can be a therapist, however. Schrader said Gauge had to prove his tolerance before becoming certified.
"He had to pass a skills and aptitude test where he had to follow all commands and he had to be able to withstand a certain amount of stress," Schrader said. "Strangers would come pull on his tail and ears and he had to stand there and be OK with that."
She added he also had to be able to tolerate people yelling in the room and someone walking across the room with a walker.
Both Schrader and Gauge had to pass a test through the Delta Society before beginning this practice.

Friday, August 04, 2006

Buckle Your Tastebuds



I committed two of my most hated acts this morning. First, I got to the mall 30 minutes early. I feared being one of those people who just stood in front of the store's locked doors, staring until it opened. Having worked at Pottery Barn and Abercrombie & Fitch, I have grown to despise those people. Second, I went to Starbucks to pass the 30 minutes. I don't like Starbucks. They charge too much for mediocre product. But more notably, I hate when people are Starbucks crazy. I knew this girl at kamp a few years ago who talked incessantly about Starbucks...she craved it constantly. It would be 100 degrees during Work Week while we were raking leaves, and she would be craving a mocha. Sick. It drove me nuts. With that said--so I go into Starbucks and ordered a Blackberry Green Tea Frappuccino. HALLELUJAH! It was good. It looks a little weird--three people stopped me while I was shopping to inquire about what I was drinking. I am thinking that I've enough time to go get another one before work. I am so ashamed. I've become one of them. Mark Poshak, you'll think it's yummy, you have to try it. And, you've got that one corner with two Starbucks, so I figure it's accessible.