Injury Journey

It has taken me weeks to complete this post. I took time in trying to find a way to write this post without being offensive or hurt anybody’s feelings. But here’s the thing, the point of this post is to talk about how MY experience. Today, I came across a post that said, "if people wanted you to write warmly about them, they should have behaved better." That quote was the motivation I needed to finally finish this post, leave it here, and move on. ~~~~~~~~~~ I never considered myself as someone who needed others to get things done. I always could figure things out, even if it was down to the wire or I was at my wit's end. Things drastically changed after my accident. Life as I knew it changed. I suddenly went from being able to handle things by myself to needing the help of others. There are either two responses from people when you tell them you need help. They either help you or they don't. Sometimes, people try to help you, but not in the way that you nee...

Physical/health issues are a form of trauma. Your mind goes through the realization that the body is not doing what it should be and it feels like betrayal. It is betrayal. In my second doctor's appointment following my accident, the doctor warned me that many brain injury patients goes through "emotional changes". It sounded like textbook mumbo jumbo, so I brushed it off. I assured the doctor that I was emotionally stable, and maybe those changes were for the other patients. I started this blog and now I am staring at the screen clueless as what to write. That's the thing about memory loss. You don't know you're forgetting things until you need to remember them- or somebody reminds you. Shortly after my accident I was living with my sister. She told me that I would walk into the room every 5 minutes and ask her the same question. I don't remember doing that. What I do remember is driving to my doctor's appointment [side note: I have NO idea why ...