When I Died, an Amazing Adventure

I was a healthy physician, then I slipped on the ice striking my head January 2001. After three days I consulted another physician who discovered I had a subdural hematoma. The morning after the neurosurgeon removed the hematoma I had both a cerebral and a cerebellar stroke. I was unconscious and in an ICU for a month, then transferred to a rehabilitation hospital where I remained for six months. Carol, my wife, then took me home in a wheelchair. I had minimal ability to speak or communicate. I have gradually improved until I can care for myself, speak fairly well and read and write. I think we have a story to encourage brain injured people to continue struggling to regain their abilities