There were no apparent residuals from this event up until I entered puberty. I was a very smart little kid. At puberty, something happened, and I started to have all kinds of mental processing problems. It was hard to understand things, my short term memory started to fail. I nearly didn't graduate from high school. I have had two failed marriages, and now live alone. I crave the respite of peace and quiet. I am a good piano player, and am active in my church. I have held a low-end clerking job with a government agency for nearly 8 years now, and I have become satisfied with my life. My supervisors are aware of my many difficulties and don't place heavy "performance" demands on me. I like the people I work with and they like me. I think my biggest problem these days is that of logic. I have difficulty understanding jokes. Or following directions. I am easily overwhelmed by things. Comprehension is another difficulty. I am grateful the accident didn't produce more problems than it did. It is painful to watch those around me at work get promoted and move up in the office, while I stay at the bottom. But God is good! It could have been infinitely worse than it was!

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