I forgot my husband and four kids when a horror crash wiped my memory but I re-married my man after falling in love all over again

MARRIED mum of four Sharron Carr smiled as she walks down the aisle in a white dress on her wedding day – for the SECOND time.

Because, after a horrific car accident, Sharron forgot she was married, had four kids and pretty much everything else about her life.

Still, determined husband Rob wasn't deterred – and managed to win Sharron round for the second time, re-marrying her in June this year.

Sharron, now 51, told how the collision which took place a decade ago wiped her memory clean – she awoke believing it was 1992, not 2009.

Going home from the hospital she was understandably petrified, particularly when a "stranger" called Rob insisted he was her husband.

Now Sharron, 51, from New Zealand, shares her astounding story…

Waking up I didn't have a clue where I was.

Then the man sat next to me reached for my hand and explained I was in hospital after being in a car crash.

Instinctively, I pulled away.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"I’m your husband," he said.

I didn't believe him for a second.

I was 26, and I’d spent the last few months travelling around the sunny Gold Coast of Australia… How could this stranger be claiming we were married?

"Where’s my niece?" I asked, demanding to see her.

When Kathryn, 19, rushed to my side, I was relieved to see someone I knew.

But when she spoke, her words rocked me to my core.

"Rob is your husband," she said gently. "I was the flower girl at your wedding."

Then I noticed the ring on my left hand. It didn’t make sense.

How was it that I could remember Kathryn but everything else had stayed in 1992?

Revealing that 17 years had passed since then, Kathryn explained that Rob and I had kids.

As she talked about my children, Travis, then 14, Sam, 12, Logan, nine, and Halana, six, I felt like the room was spinning.

It turned out, while I’d been driving along the road earlier that day, I’d blacked out and crashed the car.

Though doctors confirmed I’d suffered a concussion, they couldn’t explain why I’d lost my memory, or if it would ever return.

I’d also crushed two of my vertebrae in the smash.

Thankfully, I was able to walk and I was given the all-clear to leave hospital that night.

Scared of going home with my husband, who felt like a stranger, Kathryn agreed to stay with me while I adjusted to life as a mum and wife.

Back at home, Rob introduced me to our youngest kids.

"Mum’s had an accident," he said, explaining it might take a while for me to get better.

I felt like I’d been Photo-shopped into someone else’s world.

When they wrapped their arms around me, I froze.

So Kathryn sat me down with a photo album to try and jog my memory.

On the pages were dozens of photos of my belly during each of my pregnancies.

Although I recognised my younger self, I felt like I’d been Photo-shopped into someone else’s world.

I’ve missed out on all of their important milestones, I thought glumly.

When I found images of my wedding day, Rob recounted how we’d met.

"We locked eyes with each other across the pool table at a bar one night," he said, explaining I was shy at first. "But once we got talking, we became inseparable."

Though I had no memory of my family, it was clear how much they loved me.

I can’t turn my back on them now, I realised.

Still, when I lay in bed with my husband that night, I was a nervous wreck.

Instead of sharing a goodnight kiss, I built a pillow wall between us.

And when my kids called ‘Mum’, I had to remind myself they were talking to me.

With limited movement due to my injuries, Kathryn took charge of getting the kids to and from school while Rob went to work.

When they got home from school, the kids stuck to me like glue.

"We missed you," they’d say.

But with no memories of the bond we’d formed, I found it hard to open up.

Instead of the kind, gentle person my family described, I was cold and distant.

I have to try harder for them, I reasoned.

So, over the next few months, I dedicated myself to being more involved.

Spending time together as a family, we would find joy in simple things such as grocery shopping and games of baseball.

Though my condition took its toll on Rob’s mental health, his support for me never wavered.

I suggested we get married again since I couldn’t recall our first wedding.

"I’m with you until the end," he promised.

A devoted dad, he loved to make his family laugh.

Before long, I realised why I’d fallen for him in the first place.

"I think I love you," I admitted one day.

From then on, we focused all our energy on our future together.

Then in June this year – nearly 10 years after the accident – I suggested we get married again since I couldn’t recall our first wedding.

We didn’t have a big budget, so  we were blown away when the community offered to donate everything from lanterns, to crockery and even my dress.

When the day finally arrived, my heart was racing. But when Rob held my hands in his, I felt like I was home.

Surrounded by our closest family and friends, we promised to support each other forever.

What is post-traumatic amnesia?

According to the brain injury charity Headway post-traumatic amnesia follows on from an injury.

"The person has no continuous memory of day-to-day events, and recent events may be equally affected, so that they are unable to remember what happened a few hours or even a few minutes ago," they said.

"The most obvious symptom is the loss of memory for the present time. The person may recognise family and friends but be unable to process the fact that they are in hospital or have had an injury of some kind.

"PTA may last for a few minutes, hours, days, weeks or even, in rare cases, months.

"Certain types of medication have been used to try to improve the condition, with varying degrees of success. Sadly, there is usually no way of knowing exactly how long it will last."

"I’ll always be by your side," Rob vowed.

Though it’s been one crazy ride, I know how lucky I am.

While I still sometimes get sad about the memories I’ve lost, I know we’ve got the rest of our lives to make new ones. We’re proof that no matter what life throws at us, love will always win.

Rob says:

I was travelling behind Sharron when I saw her lose control.

I rushed to free her from the wreck, but when I opened the door she didn’t recognise me.

At first I thought she was just in shock but when she still didn’t remember me at the hospital I knew something was wrong.

She is the love of my life and I have never dreamed of being without her. It was an honour to say ‘I do’ again.

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