Police Officer Campbell McKillop suffered a severe brain injury after a fall from a ladder. This is his story of the ongoing process of recovery.
-On a day like a thousand before it, a storm swept in, deadly in its advance.
Without warning, it hit. For what seemed like an eternity, his body lay still and lifeless-- only a tiny light burning within.
-My life with the brain injury began March 2002, when I fell 3.6 meters from a ladder. The doctor said it was like crashing into a tree at 220 kilometers an hour. I was in a coma for 19 days.
-In all of us, a light burns. Life finds its way back. A new journey begins. But the road ahead appears long, lonely, and sometimes hopeless.
-I came out of the coma and couldn't move my right side. I was unable to walk or talk. I couldn't recognize objects or people-- not even my darling Michelle. The doctor said, this is the best he will get. But I'm [? Mack, ?] and I don't give up. Neither do my family.
-The promise of a way ahead is there. Patience must be your guide. The fog that surrounds you will lift.
-I started to improve, but I was scared. The bulb was broken. My biggest battle was to not give up. My biggest fear was I would.
-Know that you are not alone. The fog begins to lift eventually.
-My family never, ever gave up. My carers and therapists believed in me. I trust them. They motivated me. I never lost my sense of humor.
-The road of your past will never be traveled again. From now on, you must plan a new direction. A new adventure awaits.
-I won't ever be a police officer again. I have a new life now. I feel good about being able to do these things. I feel proud.
-Every day will be one step closer, one more step towards home, and one more ocean crossed.
-Never, ever, ever give up. Recovery lasts a lifetime.