Leslie Langford
Fred, my husband of 11 years, suffered a TBI on Feb. 10, 1999. After the coma, the prayers, the MRSA, the rehab, he came home in May of that same year. He improved, and things seemed to be going in the right direction. But, on the ONE YEAR anniversary of his accident (to the day, 2/10/2000) he hit a dump truck. His peripheral vision is lost on the right side and the truck was merging into his lane. He did not see it. He hit it. At first we were grateful that he was alive (the car was a total loss), but after many months of decline, his mother and I decided to enroll him into an experimental program through Martha Jefferson Hospital in Charlottesville, Va. There were "controls" and there were those patients that were really receiving the therapy to improve. He was not a "control". He was recieving the therapy for improvement. But he has not improved, he has declined to the point that his mom and family and I, his wife, feel the need to place him in a nursing home, or skilled care facility. All this in less than 2 years post injury. We have 2 lovely girls, ages 7 and 5, and what is their future?? Daddy is not here, his brain is hurt, they know this, but what is this going to do to them?
Luckily, Fred does not know how bad he is. I guess that ignorance is bliss.
We are pending on the issue of placing him, etc...
One day at a time...
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