Nothing much to say.
I got my TBI in 2005. when I fell off my bike, in France. I was lucky, and I went back to work, after 18 months.
I am just feeling hassled, because it is not the holidays yet - I still have to go into work on Tuesday. I still have lots of marking to do. I have 3 doctors appointments on Monday and Tuesday (none of which have anything to do with the Brain Injury, as far as I know, just a painful hip & leg problem, which has cropped up since then).
On the one side, I think "Well, I am really lucky to have survived the TBI, and to have gone back to work, even though I am definitely not 'right' (I am officially 'blind', my balance is bad, my handwriting is virtually illegible...)".
On the other side, I think "This is not fair! How can I be unlucky enough to have a different, unrelated, problem? Wasn't it bad enough?"
Grumble grumble grumble...