The Day My Brain Exploded, by Ashok Rajamani. Pass up on this one. Don’t even bother. A 1 out of 10. Non-fiction. Yes, Ashok does have an aneurysm burst in his head, followed by side-effects' years of therapy. His brain needs to form new neurological paths for him to learn to walk, and function. Although it is written as if he supposedly remembers all the recovery day by day, it is fictionalized somewhat as he personally couldn’t have remembered all the details and the distraught family certainly wasn't taking notes. But the dorkiest part is his being sure we know this aneurysm burst happened as he was masturbating, a topic to which he returns later. It seems to be included as shock value. The story jumps around from the actual hospital treatment to his life years later when he seeks more help in a group therapy situation. Family relationships poorly formed, hit and miss; mostly missed. Forget it. Spend your time reading something else.
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