My husband had a fall in 2010 and it resulted in a TBI
It was bad and I was told he would never be “ him “ again but they didn’t know him like I do !
We had enormous amounts of help from Headway and over the years we got used to the new lovely John
He was a loud …larger than life Hairy Biker and everyone who met him loved him
Then during the visit of the Beast from the East we were visited by the Beast from the South better known as bowel cancer …He had five operations 25 sessions of brutal radiotherapy years and years of chemotherapy … one advantage of his TBI was his nonexistent short term memory If I was not allowed into the hospital with him ( during Covid ) he would forget why he was there and set off home !
He never once complained Had some very jolly times in the chemo unit and liked wearing hilarious underpants …he used to come round from operations wanting his breakfast I once snuck into the recovery room and he was sat on the edge of the bed being fed a yogurt by the cleaner …! The nurse nearly had a fit when she caught us I had to point out that the cleaner had stopped him from leaving and I had snuck in because I could hear him shouting!
By July ‘21 the options for treatment had all been used up and cancer had spread to his liver and lungs
He was never “ ill “ jut tired …no pain ..no discomfort or distress …on the Thursday he was too tired to do anything
The Hospice supplied us with a magic bed on the Friday and he just faded away over the weekend and died on the Monday night very peacefully
Getting to the point of this Post ….eventually !
I have happy memories of Headway …we really had a good time getting used to our new lives
But Cancer took over our lives and killed my lovely crazy noisy funny clever kind and loving partner of over thirty years
My life is horrible and empty without him I’ve tried to go to Headway meetings…he used to wander off and I could always hear him talking and laughing wherever he was in the building and I couldn’t bear not being able to hear him …
He still calls out to me in the night usually because of an eruption he would be laid in bed gripping hold of his tummy and laughing that he needed hosing down ( we once got told off because we were laughing in the disabled bathroom in Morrisons We had our first Poos on shoose. IDK what they thought we were up to …I did offer to show them but they declined my offer )
I never ever imagined that he would die No one did I had to comfort so many of his friends who were truly upset
Back to the point again …Sorry
I am leaving health unlocked I am too sad and bruised with my own thoughts and feelings to be of use to anyone at the moment
Sorry and Bye
Will it ever get better??? 
Returning to work, did it work?
Has Headway finally recognised optometry.
Little up date
DVLA
