Before and After TBI

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Before and After


When we speak of Traumatic Brain Injuries there is always a Before and After, this can be used in many random sentences.  Having a Head Injury changes Everthing.

Before My TBI: I Was and Could:

  • I could walk.
  • I could talk.
  • I could eat with no help.
  • I had the energy and coordination to climb trees and leap fences in a single motion.
  • I was Captain of every Sports team.
  • I was invited to my friends house to spend the night and play.
  • I could read a book in a very short amount of time.
  • I loved to read.
  • I could stay up most of the night waiting for Santa, wake early and be extremely excited and still have a great day.
  • I could ride a bicycle with grace and speed.
  • I could play a flute, or was just learning. I had played a duet in elementary school.
  • I could write my name.
  • I could talk so much that everyone would tell me to shut up, and then I would talk out loud whining about how I couldn’t talk and get told to shut up again. I love this one.
  • I was great at every sport I tried.
  • I was a good student making very good grades.
  • I was popular and had alot of friends.
  • I had a good sense of humor.
  • I had a family that loved and cared about me and seemed always very happy.
  • My brothers rough housed with me and would play and joke with me.


After my TBI this is a list of things that became the new normal:


  • I couldn’t walk, talk at all at first then later it came slow, write, feed myself, dress myself, go to the bathroom alone, walk up the stairs, or run.
  • I slept a lot.
  • My friends came over but we didn’t really play anymore they talked to me, I struggled to talk back.
  • I spoke like John Wayne, very delayed and slow, “Let’s head em’ off at the pass.” became my impression of him.
  • I rode a three-wheel bike around the house and didn’t go outside a lot for a while. But if I was outside I was on the Kratz Mobile.
  • I had seizures, many if I got excited or not. There was no telling when I would have them I would go down so quickly you couldn’t catch me.
  • Christmas was a time of joy but I usually had a seizure. I got a Charlie McCarthy doll that scared me and I seized. I am just chuckling as I write this. The damn thing scared the hell out of me.
  • My brothers didn’t hang out at the house very much after I was injured.
  • There were people there a lot family and friends. They brought gifts, helped with me, and did wonderful things for us. We could never thank them all, but I try everyday by just being the best I can be.
  • I didn’t go to school for almost the whole year.
  • My friends’ parents didn’t want me over for fear I would seize. They had legitimate concerns; my seizures were brutal.
  • We stopped going to the ocean or the bay.
  • My friends soon changed as the moved on a grade and we didn’t have the same things in common any more. I made new friends and am fortunate to now have the same old friends.
  • I didn’t read as much, in fact it was difficult to concentrate, that is sometimes still true.
  • We started locking our doors.
  • Everyone in town watched everything we did and for good reason.
  •  There were no tears, we didn’t talk about it, and life got better over time, for some of us for others things never were resolved, and may never be.
  • I had to have a bed rail on my bed so I wouldn’t fall out if I seized and I spent a lot of time watching TV and listening to music, because I couldn’t draw, or play games easily, or read as well.
  • I went to visit a school for kids with handicaps and never went back.
  • I went to the hospital for injuries more and went to Physical Therapy 3 times a week for more than a year.
  • A District Attorney came to my home; I had to look at pictures to identify the man who beat me. I then had to go to court in 1975. I was a witness in my own trial he’s still in jail.
  • I didn’t walk to school for a very long time.
  • I had three 4th grade teachers
  • Some kids at school locked me the bathroom, taunting me the same school year when I got back in March or April; they told me were going to beat me up. After that, I could not be alone in the halls.
  • I still had a sense of humor and told jokes and NO ONE EVER told me to Be Quiet EVER AGAIN!!!!



TBI’s and Violence are life altering, for everyone that surrounds you. Again, I could say so many more things. These happen to stick out in my mind the most tonight.   </p


Live Life so you never have to say," I should have..." I have lived like this, because at age 9, I was brutally beaten while walking to school and acquired a head injury with a seizure disorder and a lifetime of recovery. I live in spite of what everyone believed I would become. You wouldn't know any of this if you saw me or spoke to me. we are some of the many anonymous people living with disabilities in the world. I am a writer and an avid observer of the human condition and I have found that people with TBI are some of the most misunderstood and under funded groups of people with disabilities, I want to change that. I have advocated for people's rights for most of my life years in the human service field and I'm trying to make a difference through education. I hope to inspire people to live well against all odds and the status quo. Be Unique and be who you are and not who others want you to be. Be FREE!
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4 Responses to Before and After TBI

  1. Tina Broocks says:

    You are amazing Amy for sure. I can say that from personally knowing you and knowing how you have encouraged and supported me and others. You have taken a horrible thing in your life and pulled out and turned the experience for good to others. You’re a diamond Amy!


    • Thank you Tina. I am inspired by others and you have been one of those people. Spread the word that I am on a mission to help people and their families with my writing. Love you.


  2. lfinney1111 says:

    Amy – this story – it broke my heart. I remember when this happened and I remember your spirit never changed. That animal could never take away your spirit.


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