Neuro (Brain) Surgery
The following text is the injury diagnosis by my neurosurgeon after operating on my brain, which you can see in the adjacent image:
Air Ambulance Journey
I unwittingly tracked my helicopter journey, from Nantwich to the Royal Stoke hospital in Stoke-on-Trent, via the GPS tracking app I used on my mobile phone when cycling. This link takes you to an air ambulance charity article which displays the flight path and duration.
There was so much the rehabilitation unit staff did for me, I will always be enormously grateful to all of them. The work they do may not be as glamorous as other clinical disciplines, however, they are as important as anyone to a successful recovery outcome. I felt especially close to the rehabilitation folks as they were the first people I properly engaged with post-TBI.
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.
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 from behind 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 takes you to a page containing detailed information about the accident. The incident was reported in the local newspaper, it can be viewed via this link.
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 building up in my brain from bleeding. The pressure was monitored using an Intra-Cranial Pressure (ICP) bolt, this link takes you to a page about ICP. After surgery, the detached piece of skull was re-attached and secured with four nylon screws. Three screws are under my hair and one is still (2020) partially visible on my forehead.
My life partner, Ruth, kept a diary of my first nine weeks in hospital. Ruth recorded 7th August as "Black Friday", which was a week after my TBI when the expectation was that I wouldn't make it through the night following complications. This link takes you to the transcribed diary, furthermore, this link shows my neurosurgeon's own assessment of black Friday.
Glasgow Coma Scale (GCS)
"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." The preceding paragraph (the last statement was joking) was taken from a diary / novel by a former NHS doctor.
Between 31st July and 15th August 2015 I was assessed as GCS 3 - this data is from a neuro-psychologist's report who pieced together relevant information from my NHS records - follow this link to view it. I recorded my various GCS values during my post-op hospital recovery phase on a page reached via this link - there's also general background information on GCS.
My natural coma was followed by an induced coma, it was twenty-eight days before I emerged from comatose state. The following words are taken from email dialogue I had with Ruth in January 2018 regarding the time I came out of coma 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 a page containing clinical information about the syndrome. Furthermore, this link takes you to a BBC documentary about a person with locked-in syndrome (it has a happy ending).
You can view my thoughts on my brain damage by following this link. I personally prefer the term 'recovering person' to TBI survivor (the clinical term used) when considering my own particular outcome. 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.
Cognitive Function and Memory Testing
A neuro-psychologist assessed me in May 2016 (ten months after my TBI), producing a report which can be viewed in PDF format by clicking on this link. I have bullet-pointed some observations which I personally found fascinating:
The observations were accurate: my short-term memory is dreadful, but I never lost my very good maths skills, which were the basis of an engineering degree which I undertook between 1989 and 1993. This link takes you to a PDF of the maths exam paper I took, I graduated with first class honours.
Things I've Learned about TBI
I Needed to be Needed
The name of 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 I had become involved in, her exact words were: "You needed to be needed". My recovery could also be stated in a less cryptic manner: 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. I can sum up my recovery in a single word: contented - see link.
A simplified timeline of my hospitalisation, recovery and return to work can be viewed via this link.
This link takes you to a page leading you through the progression of my recovery.
NHS Rehabilitation Centre
In my room at the Haywood Hospital, the message written by Ruth (adjacent image) was pinned to the wall at my bedside. I probably read the note at least twenty times each day. It helped enormously to know that people were 'out there' who cared about me. I didn't know what year it was, but my cognition was still intact as I was able to use my mobile phone to take a photo of the note.
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 had been doubly incontinent while in critical care. I lost 42lbs (19kg) in weight during the nine weeks following my TBI.