Wow! So much information.

They did the neuro assessment in April and the results of that were submitted with the initial disability claim. He scored in the average range on most of the test. However, his doctor said that he is sure with my husband's educational background that he is certain that my husband was not in the average range prior to the accident. Which is correct. I always said my husband is the smartest person I know. (Which is still true... the information is all still there, most of the past knowledge is... his short-term memory suffers) There was nothing "average" about him pre-injury.

They had to do the assessment in three different sessions. They started it in January, and his mental state deteriorated. He was having really bad anxiety, so his Speech therapist and Occupational Therapist begged his neuropsychologist to postpone the testing. The last two sessions were done in early April. In the assessment report that was sent to the disability board, the therapist noted that my husband had varying bouts of insomnia and hypersomnia and required naps roughly 4-6 days in every week that would possibly impede him from holding any 9-5 job. As well as inability to cope with stress and juggling more than one task at a time that would probably make it difficult for him to hold down a job in his career field of choice. Being a chef is a very "think on your feet" type of job. If a recipe fails, or there is a problem in the kitchen, you need a cool, calm head to be able to handle the stresses. I honestly worry that going back to work full-time will not only prove to be challenging and frustrating for him, but a detriment to his recovery.

I agree 100% about it being a blessing. I asked early on if he'd remember the accident, and was relieved when they told me no. I didn't realize how hard it would be for him to not have those memories (or really ANY memories of the first few weeks after waking up from the coma) I have this gross, morbid image of him flying through the air and hitting the ground in my mind's eye. It's horrifying. I can't imagine having ACTUAL memories.