December 31, 2017 It’s something we’ve all heard before (“we” being anyone living with something that is invisible to the naked eye): “but you look so normal”. A few days ago, someone I have come to admire and respect said those words to me. “You say you have a head injury...but you look so … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: “but you look so normal”
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Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: Forgiveness
December 18, 2017 It is no secret that I hold a great amount of anger in me towards the driver that hit me. Since the accident, I’ve been told on more than one occasion that I needed to “forgive her”. I’ve heard these words when they are spoken, yet I’ve never felt compelled to move … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: Forgiveness
Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: Dear Driver
November 26, 2017 Dear Driver, I hate you! I have hated you for three years, three months, and seven days. Some days I hate you more than others. Right now, today, I hate you with all of my being. I hate you because you forced me into a life I don’t want. I hate you … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: Dear Driver
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: 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