Brain Injury Anniversary - Whoa 7 years?

That anniversary snuck up on me a tad, wow it has been 7 years since I did the head plant from the back of my horse.  7 years of highs and lows, but mostly highs. 

I think I can safely assume that I will not make a full recovery any time soon.  I still have minor short term memory loss, concentration issues and just a LOT OF FATIGUE!  Not that it bothers me to have to sleep for an hour an a half every day, go to bed at 9.30 each night or suffer the consequences and heaven forbid if I spend too much time concentrating on anything because my brain goes onto Confusion Mode.  Aaah but it is all good really.  I have learnt patience, sometimes inner peace and acceptance.  I am not complaining, just making fun of it.

Funny story:  I met someone the other night who I recognised and they me but neither of us spoke for a few minutes until the penny dropped.  She is another brain injured soul and we laughed when we realised our mutual quandary.  This Fellow Headcase is only 2.5 years into the recovery - huh amateur!  And, me thinks is still fighting the affects of the difficulties associated with her injury, unfortunately.  I first talked with her when I was asked to meet her approximately 12 months after her injury by my ex-brain injury counsellor and I do remember thinking that she is not taking this lying down (so to speak).  I also fought my injury but in the end you have to accept what is and I feel she is not quite there yet.  We women are stubborn creatures.  I also feel that she looks at me and my "limitations" and dreads the thought of being me in years to come. 

But me and my limitations are doing alright.  I am very lucky to be employed by a large company that will take any hours I can offer (maximum 7 hours/week).  I have a loving family and the best of friends.  I am surrounding by beautiful countryside and have gorgeous pets.  I am not dead basically.  If you are not dead, you have to live and I believe I am not to be pitied as I saw in this Fellow Headcase's eyes. Good Gravy, give me hell, tease me senseless - I can take it, but do not pity me and look down on me, that I will not accept.