TBI classifications…. laying it out…

Been thinking about this, ever since I saw the neurologist the other day… something he said made such an impression…

You have to keep in mind, no pun intended… that I was never told by any living person on this planet… that I sustained a brain injury…

I went on the premise of the 2010 confrontation in my mother’s kitchen when I told her I was missing memory… she declined to answer… 2011,  a psych eval gave me the PTSD clue…

By now I am having some kick ass nightmares and not much sleep… life was falling apart… by the time we got to Hawaii… something was changing, something chemical in the brain…

By the fall of 2017, my thyroid issue was reversing it’s self… by Jan 2019… I have discontinued the medication… I am one of those very lucky people, who can not tolerate the drug… it is man-made chemical… that just means the fog the drug created in my brain has stopped… 

The neuro says there is no way to know when I sustained my injuries… there is no way for them to date them and since mommy and sister are not talking, we have nothing more to go on than my memory ability… so that is what this is about… the type of TBI and when…

Shaken baby is just ghost of memories and no proof… as for my memories… up until the boob incident… it was more of mild concussions and lots of them… many from the top bunk to the floor and bone scans showed that skull damage… memory of being hit upside the head on multiple occasions or having my head shoved into a wooden dowel that was used in closets for hangers… that covers birth till about 12 years old…

And Big Springs, Texas happens and the memory ability goes to crap and that is what haunts me to this day… that missing time of about 9 months… so we go with severe TBI on this incident… 1967… Stroke… 13 yrs old…

And Japan comes along and that is when I think the bleed on the brain, but the neuro wasn’t to sure, but said maybe, when I described the symptoms… so that would be moderate to severe TBI… 1968… 14 yrs old…

And Okinawa happens and I lost a couple of years and that was a spooky time for me, as I was a young adult… 1971… Mild TBI…

I have had no other blows to my head of any kind… I have the medical records from 1971 to now… to back that up…

What this all means… the neurologist was right… I figured out all of this way ahead of professional help… but I would have never gotten here, if I had not sat down 2 days after the Sutherland Springs, Texas massacre and talked about Big Springs, Texas…

I have a lot to review and get in its proper place and I have lots to explore… and I have no one who can help me, but myself… Freda & Peggy are silent as the grave, while still living above it…

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I Remember… Margie… who never gave up on me…

Sgt. USAF DAV