I've just been reading a load of the blog posts here, which really made me feel lucky. I am pleased this site has been opened!
I just thought I'd share this: my accident (falling off my bicycle, in France) happened on the 20th July 2005. Now on the 20th July every year, I book a day's holiday from work, and I go through to the rehab. hospital in Woking, where I spent 6 or 7 months in 2005-6. I wasn't sent there until quite a while after my accident. I was in France, and then in an intensive care unit back here. But I was in the rehab. unit when I 'came back to myself'. It took quite a while, of course, and I spent a long time there having no idea why it was that I was in a hospital. OK, I knew I needed to be in a hospital, as I couldn't walk, and I had to wear a patch over one eye, because my eyesight was doubled. But *why* was I like that?
Anyway, I now go back on my 'anniversary' every year, to say 'Thank you!" to the lovely medical staff. I know I didn't go there until a while after the accident, but still, it means more to me than the hospitals that had earlier helped save my life. I am including a photo of my visit in July this year. I am the one in red. Of course, everyone else is clearly medical staff! Some lovely nurses, a doctor, a physiotherapist... I love going in to see them, and I think they enjoy it, seeing 'a survivor' come back.
Next year, my anniversary will be on a Saturday, so I said that I will take my daughters in with me. The lovely receptionist said "Oh, yes, if you remind me, I will come in specially. It would be wonderful to see how big those little girls are now!". Catherine was a baby, and Lizzie was a toddler. They are both so big, now!
Anyway, I just thought I'd tell you about my 'anniversary party', every year.