Home Is Where The Head Injured Patient Is

Wednesday’s run of good luck continued and on Friday (17th June) one of the Cavit staff came and asked me if I would like to spend a night at home that weekend. It was much to my family’s and my surprise because none of us expected that opportunity to arise until I could get around better.

The next morning my Mum and Dad came and picked me up and we started the quick journey home to Mum and Dad’s place in Thorndon. It was nearly 4 months since the accident occurred and around 6 months since I’d last been home but it was fine. A few issues presented themselves like sloping access, but once I was aware of them they weren’t a problem.

The main issue of moving around inside was a flight of stairs to the living area on the second level. But these didn’t slow me down too much and apparently I got better with them as time went on.

Quite a few relatives turned up on Sunday for a visit, but that was fine. Whenever I got tired I just popped downstairs to a bedroom for a rest.

Later on I went down to the Wellington waterfront with Mum, Dad and a family friend. It was the first time I’d been in a wheelchair in a crowded place. People’s reactions to me were quite different to what they would have been normally. It was as if they wanted to look but thought that they shouldn’t. I myself would probably have reacted that way before the accident, but will force myself to react normally now.

Then it was back to Cavit on Sunday night for another week’s therapy. May there be many more visits home.

Mike