Life takes community. It takes supporting and cheering one another on. I have been so blessed with all the encouragement I’ve had from many of you along my concussion journey. Since I know there have been people praying for me, I wanted to take a moment to explain where things are at.

Does the thought of getting in the car make you want to walk sideways and find the quickest puke bucket? Are you destined to get away from home for a bit but the thought of traveling anywhere outside a ten kilometres radius seem insurmountable? Here are some tips to help you survive the trip

A key skill to retrain yourself with after your accident is organization. The more organized you are, the easier it is to function. It’ll help reduce overwhelm and teach you how to manage your day. This is also true for preparing meals.

Working our brains in therapy can be similar to lifting weights in a gym. It doesn’t feel the greatest when you advance levels, but the end result is totally worth it.

A little girl is at the carnival with her mommy. She takes a lick of her lollipop and giggles when the flavours consume her tongue. Suddenly, two skateboarders whiz by her. As she turns to watch them, she drops her lollipop on the ground. She feels a flood of emotions overcome her. What will she do?

Do you have a caregiver helping you with all the daily responsibilities post-concussion? Has he or she worked tirelessly to serve you?

I thought my brain would heal itself. I thought that it just needed time. Like a bone or muscular injury, I thought that if I did six weeks of therapy or so, it would be good to go. But it wasn’t. So now what?

All of this is wonderful. The vacations, extra family time, and getting those projects done around the house. The only concern is that the routines are lost, the heat is overwhelming, and your sleep patterns are thrown off. It can be tempting to want to fully let loose for the summer, but I caution you. If you haven’t experienced it already, your brain is not going to be very happy with you. So, how do you find a balance between summer bliss and brain comfort?

My Papa always yelled to us grandkids, “don’t run down the stairs or you’re going to fall and break your neck”.

It was a wonderful evening. Michael and I enjoyed a delicious rib dinner at the restaurant. We went for a swim when we returned to the hotel. It was a quiet night. We were the only ones in the pool. We swam laps and enjoyed the warm water soothing our bodies after a long drive. It was perfect.