Today I saw Dr H.

I am extremely dispirited. My brain injury recovery prospects do not appear positive. I have worked as best I am able to address my brain injury problems, to correct them, to somehow bootstrap my way back to a normal existence. I am coming to the realization that all the unwanted changes associated with the brain injury may be present for the remainder of my life. I am being forced into accepting this fact and I do not want to make that acknowledgement.

We talked about finances, about living off interest and not capital. But I am not wealthy. While waiting on the insurance claim, I have had to survive on the small amount of retirement savings I managed to put aside. I have grave doubts anyone would hire me. I cannot see what job I might perform.

Wanted: A man who is slow and forgetful. To perform duties involving lack of concentration and loss of task focus. Must fatigue easily and have difficulty comprehending oral and written instructions. Our ideal candidate must forget where he lives, where he parked, and where he works. Must be incapable of performing the simplest of tasks in a timely manner. If you meet these qualifications and forget to apply we want you on our team!

My sense is that even this blog project may be beyond my capabilities. Altogether, not a good day.

I must try and find a positive element. Dr H thinks what I propose to do would be a useful brain injury resource.