Thank you to all who have followed this blog. I’m not sure how often you’ll be checking in, but it’s nice to see the tally.
I had an okay day today. I counted down the weeks till I will start sending out my resume. I’m at 14-1/2 weeks. A little over three months. I promised my spouse that I would not go job-hunting in September, as that’s when we plan to take a vacation, and also the last thing I want to be doing during one of the most excellent months of the year, is interviewing.
This will give me time to figure some things out. Spiff up the resume. Improve some skills.
But for now, it’s time to go to bed. I have to be up early. I need my sleep.
And there we have it. Good night.
I am a long-term multiple (mild) Traumatic Brain Injury (mTBI or TBI) survivor who experienced assaults, falls, car accidents, sports-related injuries in the 1960s, '70s, '80s, and '90s. My last mild TBI was in 2004, but it was definitely the worst of the lot.
I never received medical treatment for my injuries, some of which were sports injuries (and you have to get back in the game!), but I have been living very successfully with cognitive/behavioral (social, emotional, functional) symptoms and complications since I was a young kid. I’ve done it so well, in fact, that virtually nobody knows that I sustained those injuries… and the folks who do know, haven’t fully realized just how it’s impacted my life.
It has impacted my life, however. In serious and debilitating ways. I’m coming out from behind the shields I’ve put up, in hopes of successfully addressing my own (invisible) challenges and helping others to see that sustaining a TBI is not the end of the world, and they can, in fact, live happy, fulfilled, productive lives in spite of it all.
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