Tag: TBI awareness

Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: I miss it being easier

February 10, 2025 There are so many hard parts about living with a brain injury.  It would be impossible to tell you what THE hardest part is but I will tell you about one of the hardest parts. Life is no longer willy-nilly.  Long gone are the days of working, then exercising, then going out … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: I miss it being easier →

Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: traveling with a TBI & PTSD

January 4, 2025 I have only taken two trips since my head injury ten years ago.  The first time my head could tolerate the flying but my return trip was nothing short of the real life version of the Steve Martin, John Candy, 1987 classic “Planes, Trains, and Automobiles”. Only less entertaining and way more … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: traveling with a TBI & PTSD →

Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: I can do hard things

December 28, 2024 This is a message I’ve had to remind myself of many, many times, especially  this year.  I can do hard things.  Earlier this year I began a type of therapy called EMDR. EMDR stands for Eye Movement Desensitization and Reprocessing.  It is used to help people heal from a traumatic event in … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: I can do hard things →

Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: hi-ho, hi-ho, it’s back to speech I go

May 9, 2024 In the early days of my TBI I was referred to speech because of a stutter I’d developed and issues with word-recall.  Unfortunately the SLP (speech and language pathologist) was not a good fit for me and I was drowning in these new brain injury waters I found myself in and I … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: hi-ho, hi-ho, it’s back to speech I go →

Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: 9 years

August 19, 2023 Today marks nine years since my life drastically changed. 9 years. 3,287 days.  This was the first year that I almost didn’t write a Confession on this “anniversary”, but somehow, not writing felt wrong, just as wrong as calling this an “anniversary”.  I told a fellow TBI survivor recently, I don’t like … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: 9 years →