Well last week I had a surpise phone call from interior health, turns out it was another Occupational Therapist calling to let me know that the Kootenay Brain Injury Association called and sent them my notes and a referal a couple weeks ago, so we chatted for a few minutes and he said he doesn't usually work with "high functioning" brain injured people, people that have progressed so quickly and that would keep progessing. But he said my case was a special one seeing as I kept falling between the medical cracks and he wanted to help. So for the second time, I had a new OT came by the house and we had our initial assessment, he told me that it's great that I'm classified as high functioning, and that someone would give anything to be as in good of condition as me, but it's also not fair because I'm healthy, and in my 20's and really have my whole life ahead of me, so instead of being dropped by OTs for worse people, I should also be getting the help I need to be in order to progress more. I'm just as important as anyone else, so starting this next week hes going to create a rehab plan for me to help me with my cognition, the way I think, and my left hand. He's going to be sending his assistant over to work with me once a week for a few months and he'll be adding in some new things too to help my learning, but without over working my brain. I am SO beyond grateful for this guy and the Kootenay Brain injury Association for breaking the "Too good for help, high functioning" cycle. I am so so beyond excited!
This week too I have an appointment with my counselor, I've noticed when something is out of my schedule or my every day "norm" I get all weird, anxious and sparratic. That's just my new OCD cork 🥴
On the mom side of the coin, Avs poppin' teeth like nobody's business. We've gone 14 months no teeth, and now they're just comin in like crazy, 2 at a time! Along with the teeth, comes lack of sleep. I thought I knew what lack of sleep was before but this is a big time reality check. This girl is so tough. Momming is SO Damn hard. I give credit to all the moms out there, but I also want to give credit to me. Momming is the hardest, newest, most selfless thing I've ever done in my life. I mean they days I want to be selfish, I still put her first. And I will forever, sure I have needs but hers are 1000 times more important, And im managing to do it with an injured brain to boot , and I'm still some how managing to raise a strong, caring, most loving, big hearted girl, with such a personality, and a great of humour. Im honestly still in disbelief about it all, and I wonder if it would have been like this if the accident didn't happen. it's really brought to light how grateful I am for the life I've got, and my family. We have so much unconditional love in our house, im so happy how things have worked out.
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