A Nurse's Experiences with a Traumatic Brain Injury

Hello Friends!!!!  I'm back with another blog post and forgive my delay in my writings.  I've been recuperating from occipital nerve decompression surgery.  So today, I want to spend some time sharing what I've learned about the trauma to my occipital region that significantly impacted my overall functioning, what treatment options I've tried, and why surgery was my last and best option for relief. Nervous about my initial consult I was a front seat passenger riding with my friend when we were rear ended.  It was a quick, loud, but very powerful force that sifted through my whole body.  As my body rocked forward, it slammed back with even more force and unfortunately for me, my head took a serious blow onto the headrest.  My occipital region was impacted as well as my frontal region and some of the areas that affect motor and speech.  You could say my entire brain just shifted back and forth.  At that time, I didn't know what would be the result of such

This post is all about the eyes.  The windows to our souls.  More importantly, I want to discuss an often overlooked issue with recovering traumatic brain injury victims-visual impairments.  I can best highlight the issues based on what I have been dealing with the past 11 months since starting vision therapy.  When I was evaluated by my physical therapist a year ago, I had no idea that my impairments that caused horrible headaches, sensitivity to light/sound, and ability to read in a straight line had to do with my visual system.  I couldn't track very well either and didn't know that.  Why?  I had been in the hospital following my accident and yet, no one saw these issues with my eyes and visual processing system.  My thoughts were that maybe the impairments hadn't set in a week after my accident.  Who knows?  I NEVER thought it would take this much work to get back on track visually.  What makes matters even worse is that many medical providers don't understand

I cannot believe it's been a year already since my car accident.  Boy, have I got many things to reflect on.  I've had 2 hospitalizations, 6 months of speech and physical therapy, ongoing vision therapy 8 months and counting.  I am still not back at work and I have had to put my house up for sale.  Through all of the obstacles and challenges, I am growing stronger from the inside out.  This injury has taught me to spend my time wisely, since I max out so easily due to fatigue.  I have learned to be less tolerant of foolishness and allowing others to drain me like I used to prior to the injury.  I've also learned a powerful lesson summed up in one word:  PATIENCE.  The bible says to "let patience have her perfect work" (James 4:1a).  She has worked me this entire year, but I thank her dearly for it. Sometimes I just want to get away from the entire process.  Get on a ship and go sailing off to some beautiful place where it's about 75 degrees always and a nice

July 11, 2016 MY Birthday!!!!! Yaaayyy!!! I'm so grateful God blessed me to live to see my 36th birthday.  Yes, I have no problem revealing my age because I'm blessed to even be alive.  This could be a day or mourning my memory for my family and friends.  One thing this brain injury has taught me is to live life to your fullest and to NEVER take people, things, acts of kindness, or your life for granted.  Prior to my accident, I lacked the depth I have now.  I had many plans that I was adamant about completing, yet I still lacked my focus; or my purpose.  Since the accident I have to remain aware of my new self, my altered plans and letting go of what will not work.  This was a very hard concept for me to adapt into my manner of thinking.  Then to add insult to the injury, I struggle keeping it all together in a sequential manner that helps me prioritize my areas of greatest priorities.  Last year on my birthday I cannot remember what I did to celebrate it.  I know

Well, it’s my 10 th month update and boy have I been busier than normal.   I guess it’s good but it can also be really bad too.   Having injuries to multiple sections of my brain impedes my judgment a lot of the time.   For instance, I know I need to budget my time and energy wisely, so I am detailed in planning my activities.   Last weekend I was a part of a wedding; well I was one of the wedding singers.   The wedding was to start at 6 pm but the party was asked to be at the church by 5pm.   This was not really an unreasonable request being that I like being early to events to get a good seat, figure out what I’m supposed to be doing, and take the edge of anxiety off.   I arrived on time at 5pm as requested.   Next I went inside and greeted the other singers of the group, and waited and waited for the ceremony to start.   Heaven only knows what was going on behind the scenes with the bride and groom because the wedding didn’t start until 7pm.   So, I lost 2 hours of time and en

I cannot believe it's been 9 months since my accident.  In preparing to write about my progress I kept pondering on the number 9.  What's striking to me is what this number means in terms of an ending before a beginning.  For instance, a woman is pregnant for 9 months for a full-term pregnancy.  In this time, she has to stretch, endure morning sickness, cravings, mood swings, and ultimately prepare for a new life.  I have never given birth to a child, but I feel as if I'm preparing to give birth to something great.  The past 9 months have been super challenging and I've had to accept an altered life and way of thinking to survive it.  Just when I'm tired of going back and forth to doctors and therapists wanting to throw in the towel, God sends someone to encourage me to keep pushing.  So, that's what I'm doing:  pushing.  I will push until my purpose manifests.  A woman in labor needs encouragement because the pain is greater than what she has expect