Cherish

In 1990 I and my son were involved in a hit and run accident, we both survived. It was 4+ years later when they discovered I had permanent brain damage. Since then I have learned to live with Retrograde Amnesia. I lost my family from this and now we are permanently estranged due to the gap and passage of time.
I fought for 4+ years in physical therapy to save my entire upper right side and right full arm due the damage caused by the seatbelt that saved my life. My son and only child was turning 3 the next month and I had to save it, he needed me and I needed him or I would have let the cut happy surgeons remove it all as they insisted I do. They kept trying to scare me with nightmares of gangrene and such, I refused over and over and over again and that’s what saved me in the end. I gained over 90% of my motion back and you cannot tell I ever had any issues with it today.
It’s 29+ years later now and I have survived long enough for it to start giving me issues again, but I will never regret fighting for myself or to continue to be my beautiful sons Mother. Motherhood is sacred, it is always with fighting for.
I never regained my emotional memories before 1990, but I have made a new life since and every hardship I walked through back then I am proud I passed through.
Now I live with issues with memory recall and it’s frustrating, but it’s livable and that is alright. My son now takes care of me, instead of the other way around and neither of us live with regrets.
If you live with regrets it’s never too late to start fighting for yourself. Just pick up the phone and ask for help, even if no one else will help you… you can still help yourself. Never forget that.