I was living on top of the world and felt like I was invincible. I had a wonderful job working for Chrysler Jeep. I supervised about a hundred men. I was very good at my job. My hobby and my love in life was horses. I loved to jump and compete. I was a very good rider. One beautiful autumn afternoon I was working with a young horse. She had a very high strung personality. I was trying to teach her to jump. She went crazy and flipped over on top of me. I was crushed. I was wearing a helmet that they believe saved my life. Both of my lungs collapsed and I had a brain hemorrhage. I was in a coma for two months. When I woke I had to learn to walk talk read and write all over. While I was in the hospital my husband divorced me. It was such a long hard road to get where I am today. I can never return to work or ride a horse again. Losing my husband made things much worse. I still have gran mal seizures terrible headaches and memory loss. I often wish I could go back in time. I know that is not possible. I live with my Mother and I do all right. I volunteer my time to other people that are disabled and worse than me. I help them work with the computer. It's good for me. I will never take another day for granted. I defiantly see the world through different eyes. It's hard to live with TBI but I'm proof that life can go on.
