Category Archives: Brain injury

Out of nowhere

Posted on October 11, 2019 by

Beckie at Beckie’s Mental Mess is running a series at present to highlight the many misunderstood aspects of mental health by asking people to write of their own experiences. This week, she is looking at the effects of PTSD. Ten … Continue reading →

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Breaking barriers…

Posted on July 4, 2019 by

Ten years ago today, July 4th 2009, I learned to fear answering the telephone. Four words changed the lives of everyone in our little family and that of many of our friends. My son, over a hundred miles away in … Continue reading →

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Starting small…

Posted on November 5, 2018 by

“…grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change…” Alert and tense, ready for any stumble, I watched him cross the living room, slowly, painstakingly, supported by the walking frame. He does it every day, and so do … Continue reading →

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Traffic…

Posted on November 15, 2017 by

The morning is silent. Even the usual distant traffic noise of the rush-hour mayhem is hushed. The busy road that runs through the village no longer channels the speeding cars and lorries that habitually thunder through this small village. My … Continue reading →

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Six second memory

Posted on March 3, 2017 by

“You’re in goldfish mode again, aren’t you?” My brain-injured son looks smug. I raise my eyes to the heavens. He’s right, I have completely forgotten half the things he just asked me to do. He takes a great and unholy … Continue reading →

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A strange gift…

Posted on December 28, 2016 by

Like most mothers, I have been the recipient of some strange gifts in my time. When children are young, what seems appropriate in their eyes may seem downright bizarre to an adult observer not privy to the inner workings of … Continue reading →

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What is love by Nick Verron

Posted on November 6, 2016 by

Nick is my son… and although he has been loved his whole life and has loved in  his turn, in the article below he asks a question to which all of us will give a different answer. It is the … Continue reading →

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An iceberg universe

Posted on February 26, 2016 by

Fat little fingers hold up the toy as she peers at her reflection, laughing at herself. That she is, at just fifteen months old, very self-aware is evident in the way she plays with her own and her family’s reflections … Continue reading →

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Mirror, mirror, on them all by Nick Verron

Posted on February 23, 2016 by

Reblogged from  Nick Verron   Leading by Nick Verron In a recent blog post, I recognised the “social reflection” phenomenon. After watching the next documentary instalment from David Eagleman, I now know why this happens. I’m sure everybody reading this has been … Continue reading →

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Be your own worst enemy or your best friend by Nick Verron

Posted on February 20, 2016 by

Reblogged from Nick Verron… my son on taking your own advice. It’s so awesome! I’ve accidentally led myself down a trail of thought which has solved the major problems currently holding me back in life. Yesterday, I was writing some … Continue reading →

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