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  From debodear July 30

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  From Grannycare July 20

  So glad you and your husband enjoyed Hawaii and had great weather. Better yet is the fact Linda is doing better. So hope she is nice next time around to Sara. Recovery for me gets better every day. One day at a time and anything is possible. My head seems to be clearing up and numbness leaving. Have not returned to the gym. I will wait until I have another scan and know for sure everything is good .A new grand daughter. That is wonderful news. Enjoy both of them . Is this your first grand daughter? Oh yah, our gr. daughter did have swain flu. They found out 8 days after she was released from the hospital. All the prayers from people here must have helped her. Take care Sallina and chat later. Carol

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  From Grannycare May 29

  Hi Sallina How are you doing? Have not heard from you in awhile. Is your Mom okay, making any new progress? Tell me about Sara too. Is she still in California and your trip to Hawaii. It is almost time for you to go , I forgot until I started typing. Maybe you are already gone. Carol

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  From Grannycare May 9

  Hope your visit with your Mom is going okay. How are you doing Linda. One day I know you will answer me. I have a younger sister named Lynda so I never forget your name. Where I live, families that have a Carol always had a Linda spelled one way or another. Sallina or younger sister, get back to me when you have a chance. Carol

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  From Grannycare May 3

  Hello, I'm glad to see that you are awake! This is your brain talking. I had to find some way to communicate with you. I feel like I barely survived WW111 and am still not quite all in one piece. That's why I need you. I need you to take care of me. As time passes and you and I feel better and better, people,even doctors,will tell you that we are fine,"it's time to get on with life." That sounds good to me and probably even better to you. But before you go rushing back out into that big wide world, I need you to listen to me, really listen. Don't shut me out. Don't tune me out. When I'm in trouble I'll need your help more than I ever have before. I know that you want to believe that we are going to be the same. I'll do my best to make that happen. The problem is that too many people in our situation get impatient and try to rush the healing process; or when their brains can't fully recover they deny it and, instead of adapting, they force their brains to function in ways they are no longer able too. Some people even push their brains until they seize, and worse...I'm scared. I'm afraid that you will do that to me. If you don't accept me I am lost. We both will be lost. How can I tell you how much I need you now? I need you to accept me as I am today..not for what I used to be, or what I might be in the future. So many people are so busy looking at what their brains used to do, as if the past accomplishments were a magical yardstick to measure present success or failures, that they fail to see how far their brains have come. It's as if there is shame, or guilt, in being injured. Silly,huh? Please don't be embarrassed or feel guilt, or shame , because of me. We are okay. We have made it this far. If you work with me we can make it even further. I can't say how far. I won't make any false promises. I can only promise you this, that I will do my best. What I need you to do is this: because neither of us knows how badly I've been hurt (things are still a little foggy for me), or how much I will recover, or how quickly, please go s-l-o-w-l-y when you start back trying to resume your life. If I give you a headache, or make you sick to your stomach, or make you unusually irritable, or confused, or disoriented, or afraid ,or make you feel that you are overdoing it, I'm trying to get your attention in the only way I can. Stop and listen to me. I get exhausted easily since being hurt, and cannot succeed when overworked. I want to succeed as much as you do. I want to be as well as I can be, but I need to do it at a different pace than I could before I got hurt. Help me to help us by paying attention and heeding the messages I send to you. I will do my part to do my very best to get us back on our feet. I am a little worried though that if I am not exactly the same...you will reject me and may even want to kill us. Other people have wanted to kill their brains,and some people have succeeded. I don't want to die,and I don't want you to die. I want us to live, and breath and be, even if being is not the same as it was. Different may be better. It may be harder too, but I don't want you to give up.Don't give up on me. Don't give up on yourself. Our time here isn't through yet. There are things that I want to do and I want to try, even if trying has to be done in a different way. It isn't easy. I have to work very hard, much harder, and I know that you do too. I see people scoff, and misunderstand, I don't care.What I do care about is that you understand how hard I am working and how much I want to be as good as I can be, but I need you to take good care of us,as well as you can do that. Don't be ashamed of me. We are alive. We are still here. I want the chance to try to show you what we are made of. I want to show you the things that are really important in life. We have been given another chance to be better , to learn what is really important. When it is finally time for our final exit I would like to look back and feel good about what we made of us and out of everything that made up our life, including this injury. I cannot do it without you.I cannot do it if you hate me for the way being injured has affected me and our life together. Please try not to be bitter in grief. That would crush me. Please don't reject me. There is little I can do without you, without your determination to not give up. Take good care of us and of yourself. I need you very much, especially now. Sallina __ This is a poem I was sent when I first had my injury. It is suppose to be your brain talking to you and explaining things that are happening. Hope you enjoy it as much as I have. Carol

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