I’m going to be working very hard on finishing my book, I still have much to write. Here’s a tiny snippet from my time at Children’s Hospital. Brian, my teacher who I reference in this segment passed away a few years ago, I feel lucky to have been able to see him in the hospital while he was on his way out of this world. The better part of 20 years later he remembered me very well. Once I find a picture of me and Brian from I’ll add it here.
I forged close relationships with my nurses, doctors and therapists over time, especially with Brian, my amazing teacher who worked with me every day to help me keep up with my peers. He renewed my inspiration to teach, a career I knew I was destined for since 1st grade. During one of our lessons Brian introduced a mystery game on the computer but warned it was a little scary. He cautioned me the game contained jump scares and that I probably shouldn’t play because my traumatic brain injury gave me an extremely sensitive startle reflex. I had my heart set on playing and was rolling right along until after a little while a disembodied head came flying at the screen accompanied by a loud horrible noise. I launched myself backwards out of the chair, tumbling to the ground as I let out a low pitched guttural scream. Brian called the rest of the game off.
More to come 🙂