I remember the trauma in many ways. You never forget your first brain bleed or multiple fractures including your shoulder. But you also move on. Harm remembers me being in the hospital but he no longer gets sad thinking of it. Some days I get really bad headaches and I have more confusion than I used to have. But all in all I have healed beautifully.
Good or bad I don't know what the future holds. I only know I can't stop it, control it, or avoid it. What I can do is roll with it having faith in God and as my mom would tell me Dios lo quire.