Saturday, May 19, 2012
Friday, May 18, 2012
tested in the brain
Last week, in a switch, I took aptitude, skill, dexterity, memory, IQ, pyschological screenings and more.
This is all for my reboot of my career. While my cardiologist is not willing to release me to work, after my valve surgery, she'll consider it.
I am in a vocational rehabilitation program through Social Security and the State of Minnesota. That's why all the tests. It was fascinating to see how completely unsuited I was for some of the skills, as well as how I was the "fasted the tester had ever seen" in others. Proof that for this world to work, it takes all types.
One of the tests was a vocabulary test. I had answers for every word but one, the final one.
What I remember seeing was: PILLIATE
In this test, no context or pronunciation was offered.
I focused on the word "pill" and the perceived action of ate.
When I got home, I mentioned the word to my dad. He knew of the pileated woodpecker. I was certain that was not the spelling.
It became an obsession of mine, as outlined in my tumblr.