August 19, 2025 Eleven years ago, a driver decided to not share the road with me. A driver decided her time was more important than my safety, my well-being, my life. Eleven years ago traumatic brain injury entered the room and never left. A TBI comes in uninvited. It does not care who you are … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: 11 years
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Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: 10 years
August 19, 2024 How has it been ten years? One part of me feels like that bike ride was just a few days ago. Another part of me feels like I’ve been living in this hell for a lot longer than a decade. 3,650 days of living with a traumatic brain injury. I don’t have … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: 10 years
Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: conversations
December 7, 2022 I see the looks you make when my words fail me. I see the expression on your face when I talk. I notice the glances you share with others when I open my mouth. I’m not blind to it. I always see it and it just adds one more nail into the … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: conversations
Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: lordy, lordy, I made it to forty
July 3, 2022 I turn 40 years old today. When I was 29, about to turn 30, I was devastated. I was not where I was “supposed” to be; I hadn’t done all I was “supposed” to do before turning 30. A decade later and my life is even further away from where it’s “supposed” … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: lordy, lordy, I made it to forty
Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: a heavy load
September 25, 2021 Just because someone carries it well... I am reminded time and time again how easy it is for others to forget I have a brain injury...I wish I could forget. Others get sick, they get better...I wish it worked the same way for TBI’s. Just because I don’t talk about it, doesn’t … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: a heavy load
Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: 7 years
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
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