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: Not Today PTSD
July 22, 2021 I have a secret...I haven’t been on my bike in three weeks. Some of that is due to many bad TBI days where I’m just trying to survive the day, but some of it is due to PTSD. The thought of riding makes me panic. It’s a bizarre world to be in; … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: Not Today PTSD
Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: Make plans and your TBI laughs
June 19, 2021 I woke up this morning with things I wanted to do but my head was not in the mood to cooperate. I stayed in bed a bit longer hoping that would help...nope. I finally got out of bed and moved around slowly, waiting for my brain to be like “ok...we’re up, we’re … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: Make plans and your TBI laughs
Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: I hope they know
June 14, 2021 Given the choice between seeing your baseball playoffs or staying home, I’d rather see you. Given the choice between watching your piano recital or staying home, I’d rather listen to you play. Given the choice between nighttime badminton, croquet, squirt-gun fights, cuddles on the couch, giggles, or a game of UNO, my … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: I hope they know
Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: don’t be fooled
May 15, 2021 About two years into my TBI journey I was diagnosed with PTSD (post traumatic stress disorder). At my first appointment with the psychologist I was first asked to describe in detail the day I was hit, then I was told “well...to first deal with PTSD you need to confront your fear...you need … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: don’t be fooled
Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: there are no words to describe
April 22, 2021 I enjoy writing. I have since I was a little girl. But there are times I really want to write a Confession, I want to tell you about something specific but there is just no way to describe it. How can I explain to you what happened when I can’t even find … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: there are no words to describe
Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: one is the loneliest number
April 15, 2021 When I first entered the life of living with a traumatic brain injury I could never have imagined just how lonely it would be. Every single thing I do now is based around my brain injury and how I’m feeling. If I want to get together with someone, I need to plan … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: one is the loneliest number
Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: But you don’t…
April 14, 2021 I’ve heard it from day one...but you don’t LOOK like you have a brain injury. But you don’t ACT like you have a brain injury. But you don’t SOUND like you have a brain injury. And from day one it has confused me...how should I LOOK? How should I ACT? How should … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: But you don’t…
Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: a TBI is much more than just a migraine
March 31, 2021 I began writing this Confession with one intention in mind, to give greater detail to many of the challenges I now face since my TBI. I began with post-concussion migraine because that is the one symptom everyone seems to focus on. However, I wrote a whole page just on that one … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: a TBI is much more than just a migraine
Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: Grace
March 1, 2021 Recently I was scrolling through Instagram when I read “I’m struggling...a lot...but I’m giving myself grace.” This line really hit me; I am my own harshest critic. I don’t give myself grace, I only get frustrated with myself. The irony is, often the things I’m frustrated with myself about, are out of … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: Grace