I NEEDED TO SAY THIS

This will be a hard journey,for me to write today,or rather,to explain.....
So, please bear with me.....
Most of my friends in Aiken,kinda understand this concept, because they were around me in 1996, when I suffered my Cerebral Brain Hemorrage, and lay in a coma for 2 months.
The brain is a funny part of the body folks.
You may see someone, that looks like they are altogether on the outside, because what you are "seeing" looks fine to you!
It's what's moving about, on the inside of the brain, though, that triggers the difference.
I was recently at a baby shower & luncheon, for a new neighbor, given to her, by her neighbors. One of the lady's commented, that her husband had been shot in the head, in 1998, and was dealing with memory loss.I remarked, that I understood his feelings, because I deal with alot of that myself. My other neighbors were completely surprised by this revelation, and had no idea, which is what prompted this writing.
From the time I get up at 6:30 in the morning, until the earliest I could possible leave the house to drive anywhere, (to church, or the doctor) would be 8:30, and it takes all my concentration to do just the simplest task, like brushing my teeth. I literally have to concentrate on the brush and the paste, so I don't squirt the soap on it.It isn't this way everyday, but most days have a major task for me early in the mornings. That's why I can't do mornings!
I can't do Sunday School anymore, which breaks my heart, because I can only do one major thing in the early morning, and I have chosen church on Sunday's, and hearing the word preached!
If I'm doing something, don't interupt me, to do something different, because it will completely throw me off kilter! This is true of any person with a brain injury, not just me......
We can ask the same questions over and ove(and still not get it!)r, and we can listen with rapt attention to your converstaion, but don't ask us what you said!
I've often said, that you could tell me your deepest,darkest secrets and they would be safe with me! Most people laugh at what I just said, but it's kinda sad in a way, but oh so true! The brain that so proudly remembered phone numbers;names, and dates before 1996, is doing well, to remember where she's going when she gets up in the morning.
When you see someone with a brain injury, my dear friends, please remember to be a little more patient with them.
We really are trying.....hard! It may not seem that way to you,I know.
It's frustrating to you,I know.I don't like it anymore than you do......
I'm grateful that God left me here a little longer, in spite of it.
I would never have met my wonderful friends at CBC , in Beaufort, had He taken me home.
Just remember to unwrap these "injury" gifts with a little more sensitivity the next time you meet someone like this.
Maybe in this journey, you will understand just a little better why we act and do the things we do. For example, one morning,I walked into the kitchen, not thinking at all, and later, David asked me what my watch was doing in the refrigerator? Go figure? You have to laugh at yourself,folks! :p)
We can be slow going, but are really pretty neat people most of the time, even if we don't know it, or remember it!
Becky