THIS IS SO COOL! I've figured out for sure where I was for those 5 weeks! (5/26/07 - 7/1/07) So we're currently on vacation at Hilton Head, SC. Several of my relatives have been here, and if so, I guarantee you've been to this spot. So we rented a bike & two tricycles for the week (this island has bike trails all over-- excellent), and we just biked to the South Beach Marina. (home of the Salty Dog restaurant-- if you've been to the island, that should jog your memory)
When we first arrived at South Beach, I was like "I've been here... recently, within the last few years." My folks were like "No, no you haven't, and certainly not since the wreck..." Then as I wandered around, I just knew where certain mundane things were-- "I spent a lot of time on this dock by this launching ramp in the marina, looking at that cove over there, I walked right between this pool and these tennis courts a good bit, and here's the spiral wired staircase I predicted would be right here-- in fact, I believe I lived here, at the top of this spiral staircase, in that condo, above this parrot." (I've never lived anywhere close to here) It was kind of like having a dream-- well, exactly that actually-- and then getting to walk through your dream but in reality! HOLY JUNKBUTTER!!! I cannot believe I found it! I haven't been looking for these spots that stand out so vividly in my memory banks, but I definitely know this is where I was! I just have so many recollections of mundane things at this Marina... that never happened. It could have just been a dream, but there are so many different memories at this spot, it would have to have been a sequence of recurring dreams. Which is exactly why I say I was here during the coma-- I don't dream anymore, a well-known side-effect of brain injuries. Musta been those 5 weeks then...
So y'all call it a "coma," I now call it a "vacation!" I mean, how cool is that?!? That drunk driver sent me on a 5-week retreat to Hilton Head Island! Thanks! It makes sense, too, the whole bit about your brain returning to where it's at it's most relaxed... I certainly didn't feel like I was missing anything, but I definitely feel whole, complete again...
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More places that I swear I was at recently, all in Savannah (which I wasn't... in body):
ReplyDelete- I was DEFINITELY at City Market
- River Street was *precisely* where I went many times during the coma
- I know I had a meal at Tubby's, which is apparently an old favorite
So, interesting-- it wasn't just the Salty Dog that I visited whilst comatose, I went back to Savannah, about an hour's drive away from Hilton Head. And apparently I've been to Savannah quite a bit, as on top of many ultimate Frisbee tournaments here in my college days, my folks say once in college I needed a break from studying for finals so I just drove down to Savannah & back in a day! That's a 4.5 hour drive one way! Was I nuts?