So I have made references to my iOS app in a lot of my previous posts, if you refer to my post on
Why can’t I cancel a local notification in my iOS app? (in Swift), it mentions some of the posts that I have written on how I have solved some of the problems that I have come across. It’s been a year since I have been working on the app and now that I am close to finishing it, I thought I would write a little bit about the background of how this app came to be.
Prelude: the land of blue skies and sunshine
- I was a bit of a fast talker and people often told me, my English ascent was pretty flat for a man from India
- I kept fit and I did regular runs with each run being over 8-10 km
- I had a very loving girlfriend and we had plans to get engaged to be married in 2014
- I had a job that I loved and enjoyed
- After years of living in a place sharing with flatmates and all, I was finally living in my own apartment. I do not live with my parents, I was the only one from my family who had moved to Australia
- I enjoyed my breakfast every morning where I would have peanut butter toast, I would hold the knife in my right hand and toast in the left hand, to spread the peanut butter on the toast. (There is a reason why I am mentioning something so basic, read on to find out)
- My masters research thesis had been accepted and all I had to do were minor corrections, to get my postgraduate research degree
The Twist: Dark clouds and storm
So what happened?
- Where are my parents?
- Where’s my girlfriend?
- And finally when they were both there, when am I going back to work?
The aftermath: post accident
- I was in the hospital for a month, and to be honest it wasn’t all that bad, especially in the light of what followed, the time in the hospital was actually not all bad.
- Once discharged from the hospital, I was sent to a rehabilitation centre for head injury patients, and it was a very very bad experience for me. I had to live there for 3.5 weeks and those were one of the worst 3.5 weeks of my life. It was a different kind of trauma, but what was awesome about it was that for the first 2 weeks, my roommate was this guy who looked a little bit like Walter White, no seriously he did!! One of the Mondays when he came back from spending the weekend at his place, he had shaved his head and then OMG, he totally looked like Walter White!!! Ahh, that was awesome!
- I was a bit of a fast talker, and people often told me, my English ascent was pretty “flat” for a man from India: My Indian ascent was a bit more apparent as one of the nerves on the left-side of my face was bruised. Overall my speech was nowhere near as fast and I had more difficulties(speech impediments) in my speech initially . The ascent is not all that important, but I suppose it is a change that was a result of the accident, also I do not think my speech difficulties are as noticeable anymore. How do I know that? well, I have spoken to complete strangers at times and asked them after 5-10 mins of the conversation if they see anything abnormal about my speech, none of them have said they noticed anything out of the norm. I think the fact that I can hold the conversation for 5-10 mins with a stranger is an achievement in itself. Anyway so I do not feel the speech is exactly what it was before, i.e. the speech impediments are still there but it is certainly better than what it was for a few months post accident.
- I kept fit and I did regular runs for over 8-10 kms: While I could still write recursive functions, I had forgotten how to walk i.e. my balance was affected, so I could not even put my pants on in the morning without sitting down. So I had to learn how to walk again. It took me many many months to be able to run again, I will talk about that in part 2 of this post.
- I enjoyed my every morning breakfast, where I would have peanut butter toast…: The head injury also affected left-side coordination, so the use of my left leg, left arm was not as efficient as before, so I could not put peanut butter on my toast without dropping it. If I held the toast in my left arm and the knife in my right arm, I would just drop the toast, at least once. I kept trying it anyway, I kept dropping my toast, until eventually I got the hang of it.
- I had a very loving girlfriend and we had plans to get engaged to be married in 2014 : Not long after I got out of rehab, we started having some relationship issues which lead to a really messy breakup. She is a great girl, but this accident was something completely unexpected and it takes time to adjust. So nothing against her, I suppose fate played it’s part.
- I had a job that I enjoyed: Well, I still have the job. However I was assigned to a different project, because I was out for 3 months during the busiest working time of the year, so they had to get someone else for my role.
- After years of living in a place with flatmates and all, I was finally living in my own apartment. I do not live with my parents, I was the only one from my family who had moved to Australia: I still live in that apartment and my parents had a nice place to stay while they were here. Someone had to live with me 3 months post accident, as for the first 3 months after a head injury there are certain risks owing to which recovering patients can’t be left alone.
- my masters research thesis had been accepted, and all I had to do were minor corrections, to get my postgraduate research degree: Believe it or not, I actually finished those minor corrections and got my degree. I suppose for most research students, the last part is always a bit of a drag, I mean you have done the work, published the papers, written the thesis and then minor corrections? In either case, I have my degree and thanks in part to my supervisor.
- I met someone at a local meetup and we are working on an app together in the health and fitness space. I am very excited for where this new venture takes me.
- All my friends in Sydney made regular visits to the hospital to keep me company. I consider myself really lucky to have such great friends. Those outside of Sydney, sent me stuff, their well wishes etc.