August 1998; The day it all changed
As if suddenly transported like magic, there I was, ‘the new me’. As I found myself lying in a hospital bed, unable to move, covered near head-to-toe in bandages, all the whilst experiencing the most nightmarish headache one could ever imagine; my first question was simple:
“Mum, how did I get here?”
After waking from a ten-day induced coma, I found my mind rapidly phasing in and out of consciousness, as if trying to decide what reality was indeed the real world. Like many others suffering with a serious Traumatic Brain Injury (TBI), my damaged brain had come up with the ingenious idea to wipe my memory; no doubt as to spare me from what had just happened.