Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Dear Brain Injury-

You descended, wrapping slithery hands around a precious girl. You cemented her tracks. Our girl was full of life in her purple checkerboard shorts, a white tank top and brand new sandals. Her recently purchased summer sandals were about to embark on a fresh season of good times and great memories.

Bold and determined, you sucked the life from our beautiful child. leaving her flat, lifeless. You ricocheted   her brain and left her flat, lifeless. How could you leave a child without the ability to walk?

Children walk, they jump, dance, skip. Kids twirl in circles for god’s sake; they flow to music without a care in the world. Congratulations, you snatched ability and senses. You silenced sweet words, sentences, laughter and stilled all limbs. Worst, you stole her smile.

Our little girl’s favorite thing was to eat. You are a greedy piece of sh*t for leaving her with one choice for the entire day only. And, she can’t taste it. 

How do you feel for stripping every single basic characteristic that defines a human being's quality of life?

You tried to go beyond her brain injury. You tried to infiltrate us. You tried to destroy a beautiful family of good hearted people. You tried to shake us to our core, to make us crack.

I have one thing to say, YOU WILL NOT SUCCEED. WE will succeed. WE will be the ones standing in the end. You, will be more of a distant memory with each passing day. You picked the wrong family! You did not take into account how strong we all are. You forgot to factor the fiery spirit which burns bright within each of us.

You sicken me,



  1. Just wanted to let you know that I've been following your blog for a while. It's ok to have days like this. It's good to let it all out so you can concertrate on your little girl. I think and pray for her daily..

  2. I can't even imagine losing so many "parts" of your child, so many simple, every day moments. I'm so sorry any family ever has to live with the results of such trauma to a brain and to a family's emotions. I check your blog regularly. I pray that Aviana's recovery is full, for patience and strength for you and your husband, as you meet your daughter's needs. I also pray that you get lots of support, both for the physical and emotional aspects of dealing with brain injury.

  3. I totally agree! I love this fight in you! I love this - you keep it up!

    Peace and Hugs,

  4. Thats right!!!! you tell it how it is,and fight becasue you are right this is crap and she doesn't deserve this. Way to go for telling it off.

  5. Still here reading along and thinking of you and praying for Avianna. It's ok to be mad and I am mad too. NEVER GIVE UP!!! I'm sorry that I didn't get to ever meet you or Avianna before but I hope to have the chance to meet both of you someday. I know Sarah and Lily love Avianna so much. Sending big cyber hugs.

  6. Another song for when you feel like a little music therapy.

    Stand - Rascal Flatts

    You feel like a candle in a hurricane
    Just like a picture with a broken frame
    Alone and helpless
    Like you've lost your fight
    But you'll be alright, you'll be alright

    Cause when push comes to shove
    You taste what you're made of
    You might bend, till you break
    Cause its all you can take
    On your knees you look up
    Decide you've had enough
    You get mad, you get strong
    Wipe your hands shake it off
    Then you Stand, Then you stand
    Life's like a novel
    With the end ripped out
    The edge of a canyon
    With only one way down
    Take what you're given before its gone
    Start holding on, keep holding on

    Every time you get up
    And get back in the race
    One more small piece of you
    Starts to fall into place

  7. Oh man, do I know how you feel. You describe it so perfectly.

    Hang in there. It does get easier, as time passes, as she improves.

    Thinking and praying for you all....

  8. I would like to add Dear Mr Brain Injury, That you stole my little girls BFF. Was it your goal to have a three year tell her mommy in the car that she misses when her friend Avi could walk and play and say mommy Avi is still my best friend. Mr. Brain Injury you suck!!!!! Jen Dave and Avi we love you!!!! Keep fighting and know we continue to cheer you on on the sidelines.

  9. Mr. Brain Injury needs to be a punching bag because I'd like to release a few frustrations on him.

    Jen - I felt so inadequate whenever I try to write to you. Just know that I am always thinking of you and Avi and I'm sending all the positive energy I can muster.

  10. I am with Sarah. There is nothing like your three year old begging to take her to the hospital to see her friend. It is heart breaking when she asks if Avi is ready to play tea party again. Screw you, Mr. Brain Injury!