One of the persistent recommendations during our father’s ICU days to stimulate the unconscious brain was to repeatedly play his favorite music or a recording our voices. Trusting a positive response to the music than to our voices, the choice of which to play was an easy one. We did it in the ICU, later when in a private room, and also when at home. A cousin of ours gave us a CD by one of those new age teachers. The recommended dosage to play was everyday for one hour and continue this for at least a month. Did we follow it? Ofcourse we did. I read somewhere that classical music helps, especially with a varied tempo. So Hindustani and Carnatic instruments would rock on in his ears when asleep. It is beyond doubt for me that music helps and what we did helped. Although I don’t exactly know how. This seems to be the conclusion of most of the literature on music therapy - very effective...
When our father suffered a massive brain haemorrhage our lives changed forever. He was not expected to live. Life, priorities, love, friends, family, money, health – everything has gained a new, in many aspects finer and better perspective. A renaissance in our lives. Finding little or no survivors stories online, my sister and I decided to tell our story along with those of many others whose lives have crossed ours in this journey.