I don’t intend this blog just to tell the story of what happened to me and blah blah blah wonderful doctors blah blah blah miracle recovery blah blah blah devoted partner blah blah blah although all of that is true, especially the devoted partner part, especially the devoted partner part, which I should say from a much higher rooftop but as I mentioned previously, my sense of balance isn’t that great.
I hope this blog will add to the public knowledge of what brain trauma is like. I hope that any faithful readers I might attract will come to appreciate that brain trauma comes in all shapes and sizes, that every one carries its own identity, that, like snowflakes and fingerprints, every one is unique.
I hope this blog will make parents force their children to wear bicycle helmets every single time they kick back that stand. I hope it will make motorcyclists shudder at the thought of cruisin’ downhill. I hope it makes us all eat healthy diets and exercise an hour a day and look both ways twice—three times!—before crossing the street. I hope it will make car manufacturers pack extra padding and foam and cushioning everywhere they can, even though it adds $11.57 to the cost of the car, just to keep us safer.
I hope it makes brain trauma go away.
That’s too much to ask of one little blog, I know, especially since brains tend to go bump in the night (or on the football field) despite our best efforts. And our brains, scarily, tend to be born with these unknown unknowable things called aneurysms and malformations that tend to malform on us at unpredictable, inconvenient, expensive, aneurysmatic times, things about which this little blog cannot possibly know or anticipate or warn you against. Eat your Wheaties! I can beg, but Watch out for aneurysms! falls on, well, deaf ears.
If you know me, you understand that nomenclature figures in my life. Actually, you understand that it rules my life. And if you don’t know me, you will soon start to wonder about certain terms that I use. So that everyone may sleep soundly, please permit me to explain how I plan to use a few terms.
Stroke is internal physical damage to the brain that happens when an artery in the brain bursts or is blocked.
Brain injury is physical damage to the brain that happens because the skull got hit or smashed, and so the brain, which the skull is supposed to protect, got damaged.
Brain trauma is damage to the brain that happened because of a brain injury or a stroke.
My goal is to use the term brain trauma as often as I remember, since to me it is more inclusive.
Oh, yeah. I guess I’d better tell you—briefly, I promise—what I experienced.