Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: pain changes you

November 17, 2017 This past August I became very sick, very quickly.  I ended up in the Emergency Room at two in the morning because I felt so horrible.  While there, blood work showed that I had an infection (as well as a malfunctioning liver).  A few days later, as I was waking up from … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: pain changes you →

Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: Where’s Auntie?

October 1, 2017 My “post-concussion migraine” began within hours of me being hit.  As I reflect back on the first hours, days, and weeks after the accident, I laugh to myself  because within a week, I was already waving my white-flag in surrender. “I’m done! I quit!” Little did I know that these migraines would … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: Where’s Auntie? →

Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: three-years post accident

August 19, 2017 It has been three years since my life changed in the blink of an eye.  Thirty-six months; one hundred fifty-six point four weeks; one thousand ninety-five days; twenty-six thousand two-hundred eighty hours of living with a traumatic brain injury. Prior to August 19, 2014 I used to think that everything happened for … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: three-years post accident →

Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: blow out your candles and make a wish

July 3, 2017 When I was little, my Dad used to tell me that the fireworks for Independence Day were actually for my birthday (in the town of Littleton, they were set off on July 3rd).  I always thought it was so amazing that *I* got fireworks on my birthday...not everyone could say such a … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: blow out your candles and make a wish →

Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: letting go is hard to do

June 3, 2017 I’ve never considered myself a high maintenance person or a materialistic person.  I'm happier sitting around a campfire than I am with a fancy dinner out. I’m happier wearing jeans than I am in high heels.  I’d rather you bring me a coffee how I drink it, versus a dozen roses. I … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: letting go is hard to do →

Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: one thousand days with a Traumatic Brain Injury

May 16, 2017 Everything changed in the blink of an eye! My life is now divided into two sections: pre-accident and post-accident Over the past one-thousand days I have read many comments, articles, and blogs by individuals with head injuries and many of them have stated they feel their head injury was actually a blessing … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: one thousand days with a Traumatic Brain Injury →

Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: a new year, a new reflection

December 31, 2016 It’s inevitable, as the year draws to a close, you look back and think of the good, the bad, and the ugly. My 2016 started off wonderful; it began with seeing a guy that I really liked.  A guy that understood what my rattled head needed and was happy to accommodate. A … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: a new year, a new reflection →

Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: a harsh reality

November 29, 2016 About thirteen months ago, my work schedule changed.  I began working fewer hours in an attempt to help my rattled brain heal.  About thirteen months ago, the comments started. Comments such as “must be nice not working full time” or “I wish I was you”.  Let me be clear here...you do NOT … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: a harsh reality →

Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: two-years post accident

August 19, 2016 Dear Driver,     Do you realize what today is?  Does this day haunt you, the way it haunts me?  Do you relive it, thinking what you should have done differently?  I do all the time. I think I never should have gone on that bike ride.  I never should have been on that … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: two-years post accident →