Things I wonder

Music sticks in the brain. I read that that is called earworms. When you hear a song and it repeats and repeats in your mind and when you wake up in the night, there it is....the song again.

I wonder how deep music can reach into an unconscious mind.

I am thinking of my nephew who has not regained consciousness for two weeks since a stroke. Maybe an ear plug that plays songs he knows?????

Desperate, I know.

Love,
Betty

I read stories to my mother-in-law when she was in a coma and near death. I don't know whether she heard them or whether it registered, but it couldn't have hurt anything. She read a lot, and I know she loved it, so, why not?

Ask the doctor about the earphone. If it was me and I couldn't control it, I'd prefer that the music be quiet and a part of the ambient sound of the room, not an earphone.

3/31/2011


Betty..

Hold his hand and rub it, let him know you are
there...Play soft music, read stories to him. I'll be
praying for him.. Matter of fact there's a saint a
Padre Pio , who passed away a few years ago and
he was known to heal people....Get a photo prayer of
him..




Cheers..Joe

Betty,

Al and Joe gave you good advice. They say the hearing goes last. Hold his hand and tell him how much you love him. Then name the other family members who love him. That will be sweet music to his ears.

You can also tell him that members of this forum are praying for him.

Betty,

I have heard and read many times that people who are in a coma can hear,
and often, when they awake, can tell you what they heard. So by all
means, go to him and talk to him as often as they will allow it, and
play his favorite music, because there is something symbolic about music
that speaks to a very deep part of us. It could make a difference.

As you said, " When you hear a song and it repeats and repeats in your
mind and when you wake up in the night, there it is....the song again."

That happens with me so often, and if I can think about the lyrics after
I wake up, I can usually find a clue to a problem that I've been trying
to solve.

I'm in one of those places right now. For some time, I have been waking
up to the lyrics of a certain song. It has a haunting melody, and
poignant lyrics, but I am not sure why they seem so important to me that
they come to my dreams. Yes, I am becoming a fan of Russell Crowe's
music as well as his films, but I don't listen often, so I'm not
sure what it is about this one, but I have almost adjusted to waking up
to it. For some reason, it seems important to share:
(This is the stanza I keep waking up to)

And you can stay awake tonight
Thinking up a dozen names
I can only sleep in your arms
So when I stay awake
I'll sail those same oceans again

Quote :

Sail Those Same Oceans
Russell Crowe;Garth Adams;Dean Cochran

Sailor's coming home again
From over the ocean
He's been away so long
He's forgotten his name

Left it in a heart somewhere
No one to remind him
Sold it to a stranger
She took it away

There comes a time
When you understand
Falling in love
Is part of the plan

And you can stay awake tonight
Thinking up a dozen names
I can only sleep in your arms
So when I stay awake
I'll sail those same oceans again

So when I tilt my hat
To the breeze of the evening
Succumb to the flowers
Who say they'll marry me
Then my lover walk away
Hang us like a painting
So there's no more changes
No more Tales of the sea

You got to get out
I understand
Losing yourself
Wasn't part of the plan

And you can stay awake tonight
Thinking up a dozen names
I can only sleep in your arms
So when I stay awake
I'll sail those same oceans again

Sailor's coming home again
From over the ocean
He's been away so long
He's forgotten his name

Left it in a bar somewhere
One drunken evening
If you talk to strangers baby
You might not come home

There comes a time
When you understand
Falling apart
Isn't part of the plan

http://www.sing365.com/music/lyric.nsf/Sail-Those-Same-Oceans-lyrics-Russell-Crowe-30-Odd-Foot-of-Grunts/77A61DE221A1F7B948256CFF0008333E

Ann

Betty my dear Betty you are a dear heart who cares for the world.
Who attends to others plea's.
A dear song that sooth's and calms.
Sung by the birds and whispered by the trees.

You are in my prayers.