August 19, 2021 Seven years. 2,555 days ago a driver decided that crossing into my lane and hitting me with her SUV was more important than waiting 30 seconds. “But Mom, I told you she was there” her son says, as she tries to deny seeing me. “Could you watch your language” she says first … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: 7 years
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Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: “at the foot of this mountain, I only see clouds”
December 21, 2019 Sometimes I get stuck in these days of intense sadness where I feel extra fragile. This is now my life but I did not sign up for this. I don’t know if I have it in me to keep fighting the brain injury battle. You were able to walk away that day … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: “at the foot of this mountain, I only see clouds”