When DS was 13 he was knocked off his bike on Boxing Day and suffered a really severe brain injury. He was in a coma for 8 weeks. It was touch and go at one point and we genuinely didnt know if he was going to survive.
He’s come a long way but he’s still in a wheelchair most of the time. He can walk whilst holding onto something/someone but gets tired very quickly. He has problems using one of his hands properly and has had quite a few operations over the years. He works so hard at physio, sometimes harder than I think I could manage myself.
Hes one of 6 children so it was really difficult also trying to be their mum. Christmas has never quite felt the same if I’m honest. At the time I was just trying to get through each day and keep things going for the other children as well.
He’s got his own life now and I am so proud of him, although I still worry more than I probably should.
I know people might have questions about the coma, the hospital, his recovery or how we coped as a family so thought I’d do an AMA. It feels easier to talk about now i’m not “in it” daily