Looking back, it’s probably best that we didn’t know what was coming. No one really wants to know that life is about to become difficult — very difficult.
We were all so innocent during that first year after Rich’s injury. We believed we were working so hard on his rehab and giving the injury time to heal while waiting for life to return to normal. Life did return to normal, but it’s the new TBI normal.
There was so much we just didn’t know during year one post-injury and still don’t know today. I’m almost grateful for what we didn’t know. It’s taken 22 months for the severity of Richies TBI to become clear. Early on, well-respected doctors — doctors doing the best they could in this strange and so often unpredictable land of traumatic brain injury — gave all sorts of predictions. From good recovery to loss of some function which can often be regained with intense therapy. Never, ever was he going to be the one that was left with no movement or voice. Surely that can’t really happen. That’s not living……That’s crazy…… How could that even be part of our conversation…..
Well, say no more.
All we do know now, is the unpredictability of TBI and its mammoth recovery and that living life in the moment is the only reality and the real key to being okay with all this. In the moment, there is no fear of an uncertain future. In the moment, there is no regret for choices that could have been made differently. There is safety, security, and peace to be found in this moment.
Sadly though for Richie, there is not that same peace. How can there be???