Survivor's Stories

A Day Just Unlike Any Other

On February 26th, 2012, I began my day just like any other. I woke up, got myself a coffee, and I headed off to work at the Jubilee Home as a housekeeper. Once I began my work I started to have weakness in my right side and my speech became a little slurred. The ambulance was called and I was rushed to the Lloydminster Hospital, and after observations, CT scans, and receiving TPA (a blood clot buster), I had a severe bleed on...

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Never Say Never

August 10, 2006, is the day my life changed forever. I was working for an oilfield company, and was at a rig site. When I finished at the site, I drove away in my pick-up truck. The oilfield road joined up with a farm road, but they were separated by trees. I didn't see the semi truck that was hauling bales on the farm road. The front of my truck collided with the front of the semi, and the back of my truck ended up under the rear...

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Never Give Up

I had a motor vehicle accident in December 2002, a car struck me on the driver's side. I couldn't move, I was in shock. Like dreaming, I cannot remember. Ever since the accident, my life has changed, what I once love to do. I forget. I have a speech problem, when I order something to eat, I write it down or use sign language. My family supports me, they know about my head injuries. I forget their names, will use sign for their first...

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My Story

I was diagnosed with a brain injury and epilepsy when I was thirteen. The doctors said it was because I'd had too much anesthetic, too often. My parents didn't want me to do much, they kept me down. But I did things anyway. I couldn't get a job, nobody would hire me because of the epilepsy. I did work on the farm though. I also couldn't get a driver's license. I got married, and had three kids. Two of my children live close to me...

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I Always Knew Something Was Wrong

I didn't know that I had a brain injury until I was older - it wasn't diagnosed until I was 55. I always knew that something was wrong. I was always called stupid, and I thought that I was. I struggled at school, because I had a hard time with reading. My little sister, ten years younger than me, would read my assignments, because they didn't make sense. I discovered after I was done school that I was dyslexic. When I was 7...

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The Lloydminster & Area Brain Injury Society believes in the power of sharing. This page is designed to inspire healing and promote understanding. If you are an Acquired Brain Injury (ABI) survivor or caregiver of an ABI survivor, and would like to share your story, please contact us. It is so important to get these stories out there, and off the chests of the ABI survivor. We will not use your name, unless you request us to. Thank you for sharing your story.

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