Through My Head: Essays by a Brain Injury Survivor

How would you react if you went to sleep one night, a young dentist beginning to build a successful practice to support your wife and two kids, and woke up fuzzily seven months later to find that  you were a different person. You had a cast on your important right hand, not because it was broken, but because your brain wouldn´t or couldn´t send the signals to relax the muscles, and your hand tried to curl into a fist. Your right foot was pretty weak because your Achilles tendon had been cu...