Imagine you're a fully functioning man in your twenties. You're going to the bars and hanging out with your friends. One day you decide to go drunk go kart racing and end up on the trauma service with a traumatic brain injury. Then you get shipped off to the rehabilitation floor with a feeding tube and a good luck from your doctors and nurses with discharge orders that help explain your need for reorientation techniques. For the rest of your life Jerry, you're going to need help remembering...
Jerry, please turn around
That's really sad.
