Hello all. Here I am with my whopping 200 posts saying, "Need a little help here." So, in advance, thanks for listening. I'll try to keep it short. Well, sort of short.
The background: This part could go on forever, but suffice it to say that my story is made up of parts of your stories. There's lots of pain and frustration there, but I've been able to emotionally move beyond most of it. I'm a strong and smart person, but wow, AS, ADHD, and Bipolar II are quite a combination. I am very fortunate to have good help.
The story: Five months ago I sustained an mTBI. It wasn't my first, but it was the first in a long time. I didn't think it was that big of a deal; although recovery was going very slowly, it was moving along. Then, BANG. The bottom dropped out. As it happens, there is a thing called post-concussive syndrome, and if you are unlucky, you get it. I got it.
The symptoms: Extreme fatigue, sleep disturbances, emotional volatility, cognitive impairments... you get the idea. I could bore you all with the gory details of my particular case, but I won't.
The timeline: It's been five months. Full recovery, if it happens at all, could take another several months. Yes, there's progress, sometimes. Yes, certain things are better than they were. But this sucks. I haven't been able to work much, so I stand to lose my health insurance if not my job. Recovery is anything but predictable or linear.
The whining: I want my brain back. It was highly enough flawed *before* this happened, but I could work with it. I want to sleep through the night, I want to be not a complete dolt at work, I want to quit flying into irrational rages. I want to not be sucked into the pit of despair like I was a week ago. I've been depressed and suicidal before in my life, but this felt different in a very sinister way. It wasn't good.
Anyway, I'm done rambling for now. Thanks for listening.