The hardest part

Food for thought


One of the hardest parts of having PCS is the fact that the injury is completely invisible. If you have a broken leg, people will run over and open the door for you. The doctor will give you a timeframe of how long your recovery will take. You’ll know exactly what treatments are right for your leg to heal so that you can walk again, and go about your usual activities. With a brain injury? Not so much. Nobody around you is aware that you’re suffering so greatly because you look completely normal. Sometimes I wish there was a physical sign of PCS. Like a black eye that wouldn’t go away until you were recovered, or something! Just to show people that PCS is a real and serious entity.

I would certainly say that peoples’ lack of understanding is definitely one of the hardest parts of my PCS journey. When my…

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Author: brokenbrilliant

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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