well,yesterday was exactly a year since i first saw my boy after his horrible accident.some of you will recall that i was unable to see him for 17 weeks due to covid/restrictions in h.d.u ward at hospital.he had been transffered to nuero unit from hospital.i remember how terrified i was on my way there,not knowing what to expect...when i think back,it seems so long ago,so much has happened since then,some good,mostly bad.im not sure actually how ive coped,but it has to be said,the support i have had from the people in this group have carried me thus far,so much so that some,even though we have never met,i consider my freinds..the absolute mire of b/s and meetings and rules,regs blah blah is mindblowing.i can understand how some would get bogged down/overwhelmed by it all.of course,it was never an option for me to back down,i am this mans mother end of..ive witnessed things that were wrong,2 of which very serious,i dealt with them as i thought best at time.i have been calm,and also when i thought it neccessary,i have been aggressive too.my son,though he has made so much progress is severely impaired by his brain injury both mentally and pyhsically,i am nearly at the point of accepting this harsh fact,(but not quite)...he is due to move on to another unit any day now.i have learned a lot,lets just say i intend to "set my stall out"..i also still have battles,universal credit have decided that i need to look for full time work,and of course,theres a person out there living his best life that caused my lads injuries and took his life and army career of 20 years away.so,many rivers yet to cross....
most who have been with me on this forum have shared my stories,contrary to what has been said,i have a good sense of humour!i can see the irony in a lot of things that happen,some not so much...happy easter everyonexx