People tell their stories about living with ABI
I can't remember anything, that's the most frustrating thing about ABI. I can't remember my age but I do remember I was born in 1965, work it out for yourselves. I can't remember when I had a stroke but it sure changed my life. I was driving trucks, I'd left home, had a girlfriend and was living it up with my mates, as you do when you're a young bloke. I was on a working holiday in Cairns when I got a terrible headache …. and I can't remember much at all from there. They flew me back to Monash Medical Centre where they operated. They told me I'd never drive again when I was in rehab. I can't remember how long I was in rehab, but I know I wanted to drive again. I wasn't too keen on staying there either. I packed my toilet bag and towel and headed out the front door telling everyone I was off to the TAB. Can't remember it myself, or the time I ended up in a cupboard thinking it was a toilet.
Short-term memory loss is the pits. Regaining my drivers license was my number one priority. And I did it! It gave me back my independence, but even that can be frustrating because now I lose my car. I can't remember where I park it. Once I wandered round for hours and the police finally picked me up. Probably thought I was trying to break into a car, but I was just trying to find mine. It's hard to convince some people you're not on drugs or something. Looking back, it's easy to have a laugh, but its not much fun at the time.
Worst of all is the ABI
Drinkies, drinkies, one more beer,
Gonna walk home, not far from here,
Cross the road, walk under a car,
Bugger! Should have stayed in the Bar.
Every bone broken, tell no lie,
Worst of all is the ABI.
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