Air Ambulance

I unwittingly tracked my helicopter journey from Nantwich to the Royal Stoke NHS hospital in Stoke-on-Trent via the GPS tracking app I used on my mobile phone when cycling.  This link directs to an air ambulance charity article which displays the flight path and duration.  

During

A Story of Hope
My Journey from Traumatic Brain Injury (TBI) through Recovery


Road Traffic Collision

My name is David, I was a forty-five year old cyclist on a leisure ride from my home in Newcastle-under-Lyme, Staffordshire (England) on 31st July, 2015.  While near to Nantwich in Cheshire, I was struck at 40MPH by a car whose driver didn't see me.  In the following police incident photos, my head made the impression on the car's windscreen and my bicycle is underneath the front grill.  I lay comatose in the carriageway, foaming at the mouth and bleeding from my right ear.  This link directs to a page containing police information about the collision.  The incident was reported in the local newspaper, which can be viewed by clicking this link.​​​

​​​​Cognitive Function and Memory Evaluation

A neuro-psychologist assessed me ten months after my TBI, producing a report which can be viewed by following this link.  Below are some observations which I personally found particularly insightful:

  • David achieved a mental arithmetic evaluation indicating 99.9th percentile.
  • David’s scores for both immediate and delayed recall regarding his day-to-day memory ability were at the 5th percentile.​
  • The learning disabilities range extends from the 2nd percentile to the 9th percentile.

​​​The observations were accurate: my short-term memory is dreadful, but I never lost my very good maths skills.  This link opens a PDF of the maths exam paper I took at Staffordshire University in 1993, from where I graduated with a first class honours degree in mechanical engineering.


Personal Observations on Traumatic Brain Injury

  • You're unlikely to recover to be the same as you were prior to your TBI - accept yourself.  In the words of a friend I made during my recovery: "Things are still normal, it's simply a new normal."
  • Stop continually apologising to people who care about you.  People around you recognise and accept your limitations; in the simplest of terms - they get it!
  • You'll probably experience many worries regarding your future, don't be afraid to share your anxieties.  This link directs to a page listing some anxieties I noted prior to a meeting with my rehabilitation consultant.
  • If doctors suggest coping strategies for your condition or ailment, listen to them intently and be prepared to give them a try.
  • Make notes of everything you plan to do - either on paper or your mobile phone.  Don't ignore items which seem unimportant, or convince yourself that you won’t forget - you WILL!  This link directs to a page of my thoughts regarding short-term memory challenges.
  • You don't need to keep explaining how your forgetfulness is the reason you've not done something; after the tenth time, your friend / family member doesn't need to be told again!
  • Sleep is as important to well-being as diet or exercise, ignoring tiredness is counter-productive.  Having a nap in the afternoon is fine.
  • Set realistic (low) goals and expectations; baby steps is the sensible approach.  It is expected to want to get better rapidly, that is probably unrealistic.  This link opens a discharge note I wrote for the NHS in 2019, it mentions managing expectations.
  • Recovery is non-linear (not a straight line).  You can have three good days followed by a rubbish day, it doesn't mean that you are back at square one.
  • You'll probably be a little different, but you WILL make it.  This link directs to a page describing some of my remaining limitations following my TBI.


My thoughts on being a TBI "survivor" - the clinical term often used, can be viewed ​by following this link.   I personally prefer the term "recovering person" when considering my own particular situation.  My rationale is that the term survivor only relates to the short term (say a few weeks) after the TBI, whereas recovering person relates better to the ongoing months and years.


I Needed to be Needed
The name I've used for this web site came unwittingly from my mother when she was articulating what she saw as the biggest influence on my recovery.  My mother had seen me find purpose in life through the various volunteering roles (see link) I became involved in, her exact words were: "You needed to be needed".  My recovery approach could also be stated in a very short sentence: I desperately wanted to feel useful again.

  • Follow this link to view some of my thoughts on the importance of having a fulfilling purpose during recovery, and my hopes for what this web site might achieve.
  • ​​I have a positive outlook on life and consider every lived day beyond my TBI as a bonus.  This link leads to a page where I express many of my feelings about my recovery.  However, I can easily sum up my life perspective following my recovery in a single word: contented.
  • A simple timeline of my hospitalisation, recovery and return to work can be viewed via this link.​
  • This link directs to a page leading to descriptions and viewpoints of the post-discharge progression of my recovery.

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Rehabilitation Centre

​​​​​​This note (see image) written by Ruth was pinned to the wall adjacent to my bed at the NHS Haywood Hospital, I probably read it twenty times each day. It helped enormously to know that people were 'out there' who cared about me.  ​I didn't know why I was in hospital or what year it was, but my cognition was still intact as I was able to use my mobile phone to take the photo.


The rehabilitation staff made an enormous contribution to my recovery. I'm extremely grateful to all of them - they are as important as anyone to a successful recovery outcome for a patient.  I felt especially close to the rehabilitation folks as they were the first people I properly engaged with post-TBI.​

Neuro Surgery

The following text is the injury diagnosis by my neurosurgeon after operating on my brain, which can be seen in the adjacent image:

  • Right pneumocranium (air inside skull)
  • Fracture right parieto-temporal skull
  • Large 1.88 x 8.5cm right temporal extradural haematoma (blood clot)
  • 7mm left temporal subdural haematoma
  • 1cm contusion (bruise) right midbrain
  • Small traumatic subarachnoid haemorrhage right precentral sulcus
  • Multiple small contusions: Both frontal lobes & left temporal lobe
  • Base of skull fracture: right greater wing of sphenoid, extending into left middle cranial fossa & both superior orbital walls
  • Scalp laceration

I needed assistance to walk safely - not due to any physical impairment, it was simply because my brain couldn't send messages to my limbs to do what I wanted them to.  ​I was fed intraveneously and had been doubly incontinent while in critical care.  I made the Lego rabbit in the adjacent photo while at the Haywood - it was intended for seven year olds, whereas I was aged forty-six.  I was exhausted from making it, we still have it to remember some of the challenges we faced.  Following my discharge from the Haywood Hospital, my NHS rehabilitation consultant sent a discharge diagnosis letter to my GP, it can be viewed by following this link.  I lost 42lbs (19kg) in weight during the nine weeks following my TBI.

Before

After

Facial Injuries: Right zygoma fracture, multiple fractures to lateral and medial wall orbits
Chest Injuries: Moderate right anterior pneumothorax, Extensive right lung contusions upper, mid & lower lobes, Fracture right 4th rib, Right middle lobe lung lacerations.

​​The surgeon needed to saw away part of my skull, starting at the upper right side of my forehead, to facilitate requisite drilling to relieve the pressure from bleeding in my brain.  The pressure was monitored using an Intra-Cranial Pressure (ICP) bolt, this link directs to a page explaining ICP.  After surgery, the detached piece of skull was re-attached and secured with four nylon screws.  Three of the screws are under my hair - one remained partially visible on my forehead in 2021.

Black Friday

My life partner, Ruth, kept a diary of my first nine weeks in hospital.  Ruth recorded 7th August (a week after my TBI) as "Black Friday", when the expectation was that I wouldn't make it through the night following complications.  This link directs to the transcribed diary, furthermore, this link shows my neurosurgeon's own assessment of black Friday.


​​​​Glasgow Coma Scale (GCS)
​The following paragraph was taken from a diary / novel by a former NHS doctor, see link - the last statement being dark humour.  "GCS, or Glasgow Coma Scale, is a measure of conscious level. You get a mark from 1–4 for eye response, 1–5 for verbal response and 1–6 for motor response, giving you a maximum total score of 15 if completely normal and a lowest possible score of 3 if you’re dead."  ​​Between 31st July and 15th August 2015 I was assessed as GCS 3.  I've logged my various GCS values on a page reached via this link - there's also general information about GCS. 


Locked-In Syndrome
My natural coma was followed by an induced coma, it was twenty-eight days before I emerged from a comatose state.  The following words are taken from email dialogue I had with Ruth in January 2018 regarding this time period in the critical care unit. "People's general perception is that you just woke up and started asking about simple matters such as sports is very different from mine. I went through a week when you were awake and looking at me but not talking or responding - and the nurses talking to me about the potential of 'locked-in' syndrome. Then, when they finally had you 'sitting up' it was slumped in a special chair staring at the floor. When finally you stuttered some words, the first thing I can remember you saying to myself and Chris was "it's been terrible..." Follow this link for clinical information about the syndrome.  Furthermore, this link directs to a BBC documentary about a person with locked-in syndrome - it has a happy ending.​​​​