MOUNTAIN LIFE - Blue Mountains | Fall 2016 - page 83

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Words :: Carmen Kuntz
The surge of whitewater rocks me up and down
inmy kayak. Waves of nausea and pain pulse in
my head and chest. I grab the wet rocks, trying
to groundmyself in the swell of the eddy. I look
at the tops of the trees waiting for the intensity
of the pain to pass—I smile to appear OK but
it’s just a mask. It’s been three years and three
months since I sustained a mild traumatic brain
injury (TBI) and this isn’t my first time back in
a boat. It’s my fiftieth. These symptoms are my
constant companion. But I’m in a kayak again. I
am determined.
When people find out that I paddle whitewater
and have a head injury, the most common
response is: “Did you hit your head on a rock?”
Their assumptionmakes sense. But unlike many
athletes who have sustained TBIs, mine was not
a sport-related accident.
It was summer in the Ottawa Valley. I arrived at
a party one evening and before I had time to
openmy beer, an overly excited and intoxicated
friend pickedme up over her shoulder, stumbled
and swungme head first into a deck post. It
was not an act of ill intent but it was an act of
stupidity. And it changedmy life forever.
Healing from a TBI is not like healing from a
broken arm. There is no protocol of recovery—
no cast to cut off in six weeks, no victorious first
day back on a bike or board. There is no such
thing as life
after
a brain injury, only life with
one. I’ve learned to work
with
my limitations
and I’vemade significant changes tomy life.
The invisible daily struggle of living somewhere
between a hangover and a migraine caused
serious depression. I was devastated by the
fact that my life as a young adult was reduced
to being unemployed and living in the dark at
my parents’ house. For almost five months I
either slept or lay awake in a dark, silent room.
I couldn't read, go on the computer or watch TV
because of severe light and noise sensitivities.
A conversation withmore than one person was
challenging. Attending social situations was
impossible. My days were reduced to one or
two tasks. Bake muffins. Wash dishes.
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