Now then, I've been putting off this post, the reason being that I don't want to come across as somehow overambitious or something. When actually I never refer to myself as Dr as I don't want to sound self-important!
Anyway. Before I had my TBI, I feel my next step would have been a lectureship. That has always been my dream, that I could pass on the facts that I find so fascinating to other people. But of course that can never be.
To try and lighten this, I've taken a photo of myself after a sleepless night on a bus in India and slapped on an academic cap and gown to show what I could have been. Yeah, right!
Anyway. When I'm feeling down these days - and it's interesting how it's always when I'm feeling down - I go online and look at what other people who I used to work with, are doing now.
Needless to say, many of them are where I probably would be now. They're lecturers, professors, some are even readers. The thing is I certainly wouldn't deny any of them for this, not at all. But I do during my low times, obsess a little about what I've lost by having my brain injury.
The closest I've ever been to teaching within my job, was during my PhD. As paid work, which was great, I became a teaching assistant for vet students. They were looking at tissues using the microscope to identify the normal anatomy of organs, then looking at diseased slides to identify what was different. I used to really enjoy talking to the students about what they could see. I would try to explain difficult concepts using simpler comparisons that they would find easier to understand. I used to get a real kick out of that!
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