So, that’s that

The new (to me) car is in the garage. I picked up some floor mats to help keep it clean. And I arranged crates in the back to organize my stuff. This car is the best one I’ve ever owned, and I need to do a good job with it.

Traps are set for the mice that I can hear rooting around there.

Various pieces of equipment and furniture have been moved around, to make room for the vehicle.

I have my work cut out for me this weekend, when I clean out that whole space.

I have a dr. appointment tomorrow – my last one at the practice where I’ve been going for about 8 years now.

I’m driving very, very carefully, because unfamiliar cars can be disorienting, and you have to take special care until you get used to the new feel.

Good night.


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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