What’s the best age to have a brain injury?

Since starting this blog I have come across a range of injuries to people of different ages and I began wondering whether I was ‘lucky’ that mine happened at 29.

I suppose as with most things in life  there are pros and cons to everything but I could not help myself from feeling almost jealous of young children with brain injuries as they have not experienced ‘normality’ and so in theory may not feel the frustrations that those of us with previous life experience. 

However at the other end of the spectrum having a brain injury later in life means you remember what you can do and so you push yourself to regain that. I imagine it is extremely difficult for someone to learn something they have no comprehension of and therefore probably hugely lack motivation to achieve these things. I’m absolutely sure one cannot generalise about  this but objectively I think this is quite a rational concept.

I met an incredibly intelligent doctor last week and whilst discussing the recovery from a brain injury we joked that the best rehab is probably to have a young child to run after as you have to do it. On reflection it must be insanely difficult to motivate yourself for rehabilitation if you don’t have a direct purpose.

The emotional side of a brain injury is probably one of the most challenging areas. Until very recently I was extremely focused on me and how I had experienced things but then I came across a concept that on the day of your injury your friends and family lost the old you. This hit me like a bolt out of the blue because I realised that the old me had vanished and a new me is developing day by day. I look the same but practically everything else is new and loved ones have to learn these things good or bad. I can only imagine this is wierdly difficult.

Again this throws in the question of what age is best to have a brain injury. The very young will not have formed their true self so carers won’t get to see their original potential. The young will have shown their potential and so carers are left wondering what if?  The middle aged have lived and need to continue to live. They have probably influenced many people so the consequences of a brain injury are widespread. The elderly will most likely be written off as the are older and inevitably suffer deteriorating health. 

Above is a general tick box exercise putting individuals into boxes when in reality it is impossible to do so.  Brain injuries are first and foremost life changing for young and old, sufferers and carers. In my personal opinion I wish I had never had a brain injury. If I had been born with this condition I wouldn’t  have wanted to have been saved and I fully stand by my conviction that I would not want to be kept alive should further damage occur. This sounds ridiculously draconian but I think I have shifted from a pro lifer to a realist. 

Thankfully I do have an incredibly positive part of me that is actively looking  for any ‘new’skills that have occurred since the damage as apparently this can happen! I can pretty much guarantee olympic gymnast is off the cards but doing something amazing is a possibility. I am agetting on with it and learning to live with the damage as I have to and one day hope to want to. Thank god for family, good friends,  prosecco and salt and vinegar Pringles! 

Stay safe people, in conclusion it’s quite clear there’s never a good time to have a brain injury x

  

What’s the best age to have a brain injury?

Turn that frown upside down!

Yesterday, Tom the shunt decided to start malfunctioning. This pushes up the grumpiness scale massively as I get vertigo symptoms, my hearing does a u turn, the old incontinence issue reappears and life just gets that bit harder. I wish sometimes I could just go back to bed and wake up when it’s all over but that is obviously not very practical in the school holidays. Actually I really don’t enjoy going to bed as I can’t lie down so let’s change that to magically morph into a new person.  That sounds far more exciting.

After a good self talking to I was up and ready for the off. Talk about channeling ones issues into something positive, chores done and picnic packed. It was all going so well this art of distraction until the realisation that I have absolutely no idea what I have packed in the picnic, have I remembered everything for the beach, I have no idea if we even have towels and the dpd Man is running late with my delivery all of which has flicked the control freak switch and sent me into meltdown. Again one can’t visibly be seen to be having such a meltdown over trivial issues as it would look rather odd so the old brave face comes out again.

I am literally like a swan. Admit ally not particularly graceful but on the surface things are running a lot smoother than below. There is a lot of paddling going on to stay afloat which is frankly flipping hardwork.

The effort was all worth it as we had a super day. We met lots of nice interesting people, the weather and food was fAb and a impromptu chat with a good friend who literally had me belly laughing.

This scenario is an example of exactly why having a brain injury is so hard. Trivial things seem huge and fun days out are a challenge. One has to dig very deep to make the effort to try and it does get me thinking of how long I can continue to keep digging. At the moment it is getting harder to do that digging and I would like to say I hope I still can but in reality I have to as losing us not an option ( in the words of Chiari Warriors!).

  

Turn that frown upside down!

how many Essex girls does it take to change a lightbulb…….

Since I embarked on this journey of having a brain injury (not sure this trip would be overly popular on last minute.com!) my tastes in entertainment and intellectual stimulation have dramatically changed. Following a complicated plot in a film or book is beginning to be nigh on impossible these days. This is a bit of a worry as I belong to two bookclubs and would really miss the wine ummm sorry the intellectual chat about the plot.

One thing that hasn’t changed though is my intelligence. Mensa haven’t been in touch yet but I do still have a brain and I am actually quite bright if I do say so myself. It is the most frustrating thing in the world when people assume your intelligence went out the window with the rest of the damage. Yes I admit I do get things muddled at times . I am blond and from Essex so I put that down to my roots. I may even go to the point that I know more these days as I enjoy non fiction and documentarys over sci Fi etc. You would be taking a huge risk putting me on your quiz team but I am full of surprises! 

A very funny experience (for me and not my mum) was when she was in hospital this year. She is obviously no spring chicken but there is a few years left in her yet.  Mum was labeled as an elderly person who was slow to understand so they would talk to her very slowly and loudly in very basic language. Whilst quite amusing to watch this does introduce a serious point that because someone is labeled ie disabled, elderly etc it does not mean they have necessarily lost their ability to think.

It would be lovely to get away with murder (obviously only in the literary sense!) and have the excuse that I have a brain injury but I do still have my marbles. They may not always roll in the right direction and yes there are a couple missing but I am made of solid stuff so am not to be underestimated x

  

how many Essex girls does it take to change a lightbulb…….

the downside of being cared for…..

I think we can all agree that carers (paid and unpaid) do an amazing job and allow people to continue to function when in need. But it’s not all a bed of roses!

One could write a novel on care work and it’s issues so this is just a snapshot of how today has gone so far!

I honestly wish I had a Tshirt with a disclaimer on saying that ‘today I am being cared for. I hereby disclaim any responsibility for things and standards that are important to me as apparently they are not important and I am having to do things the way my carer wants!’.

This is obviously a snapshot of a day in the life of a functioning 32 year old with a brain injury but still a valuable observation.

Why when you are cared does one quite often have to compromise and lower ones personal standards. Why do you have to walk on eggshells around your carer. Why do you have to put up with huffing and puffing, horribleness and being made to feel like a nuisance.

How often do I hear that I am so lucky to be cared for! I’m not sure I would use the word ‘lucky’ but I can understand what people mean. To be perfectly honest swimming with great white sharks seems more appealing at times but one has to make the best of a situation. 

  
The care roles have been reversed at times and I find myself falling into all the same traps. Its a trying thing to do but everyone will need caring for at some point. The old concept of treat others how you wish to be treated is a key caring mantra.

Caring is a tough job but being cared for is often a lot more difficult. There’s always two sides to every story.

Now to turn that frown upside down and carry on…….

  

the downside of being cared for…..

New toy!

My new barometer is up and working. Am incredibly excited!

I imagine you are thinking, ‘ah bless she doesn’t get out much!’ But it really is!

I have a shunt called Tom in my head that helps to stop too much swelling. If there is too much or too little pressure my neurological symptoms worsen dramatically. 

It was named Tom in an attempt to explain to my then 3 year old why Mummy had to go into hospital and that we have to be careful so Tom doesn’t get grumpy. This has quite obviously caused great confusion to many who have congratulated me on my impending arrival when Esme talks about Tom in mummy’s tummy! 

Just to add to the excitement of Tom I can actually hear fluid draining in my head yuk  and am very susceptible to static shocks. Much to the amusement of my  darling child who finds it hilarious to rub balloons on her head to increase static and then touch me, giving me a shock. I mean honestly, as if I don’t have enough to contend with! 

Tom has a mind of his own and is very temperamental. One of the things he is very stroppy about is atmospheric pressure. So there is the exciting part, I am now able to compare shunt performance with weather patterns. This is of course only for my information and unfortunately will not be publishing any clinical data in case anyone was wondering.

Okay I admit it,  you were right I do need to get out more 😉

  

New toy!

Wouldn’t it be nice to make like a little bit easier?

My new (and essential) mantra in life is to make things as easy as possible. I do this not because I’m being lazy but because everyday simple tasks can actually be very difficult. When things are difficult one becomes reluctant to do them, frustrated and confidence suffers. So what is the solution?

This is going to be a new part of the blog. I will identify products/ideas/pure acts of genius that can make daily living a little easier. Unfortunately I think we will always have to dig deep in order to push ourselves but maybe sometimes there could be a little helping hand 😃

The Folding Cart

www.airsandgracesuk.com
from Airs and Graces

When I first saw this I literally got butterflies. I will at this point fully accept the idea that I do need to get out more but let me explain….

How much easier would this make a day out at the park/beach with the kids. It holds up to 70kg which happily covers your camping chairs, picnic blanket, cool box, wind break, buckets and spades, kitchen sink etc. No more bags falling off shoulders or battling with the kids to carry stuff. I actually think this may mean that you can arrive for a day trip actually feeling quite relaxed.

Brain injury people just imagine you wouldn’t have to compromise your balance by trying to remain upright while lugging a windbreak across an uneven surface. Everything is kept together so you don’t have to worry about dropping things. You can take everything you need to, no more sacrificing that comfy camping chair because you can’t carry it.

Carer 1 loves this on a practical and sensible level, Carer 2 is very cool and loves the idea. The care team love this concept so everyone’s a winner. 

What would you use yours for ?

Please visit Airs and Graces site at http://www.airsandgracesuk.com. The lovely Mel runs this family business alongside designing the very cool ‘Picnic Porter’. Take a look for other great ideas xx

Wouldn’t it be nice to make like a little bit easier?