Blog Post Title Two

“I’ve had a very lucky life. It’s strange… this ‘brain thing’ happened so long ago, and it’s still a part of my life.

She remembers that time as mere “snatches” of memory and sensations. “It was as though I could hear things - they would come in, and come out garbled.”

Performing the EEGs then was a “very pokey” process—harsh tips were pressed into her young scalp.

Her treatment took place at the Central Institute for the Deaf, where she attended weekly sessions to learn how to read, write, and talk, a frustrating challenge she remembers well.

“I still have the notebooks and the flashcards with pictures of a chair or meatloaf—I had to relearn how to speak.

“I had a relatively normal life, but I knew I was different. I felt different from the other kids I went to school with.”