The road to his full recovery has been long. Just shy of 3 months to be exact. It was a roller coaster of a ride the last 60 + days. Lots of ups and downs, twists and turns, anxiety and calmness.
But two days ago, A was given the all clear. It was like music to our ears. I know he’s been waiting so patiently for this time to come, and finally it did.
No more concussion, no more whiplash, no more bruising and no more pain.
Over the past month or so, A has been getting better and better. He stopped doing anything athletic to let his body heal. This was extremely tough on him as he’s not one to want to sit still. But we got out when we could so he could be with the boys. And everyday, slowly but surely, he regained all of his strength. It is amazing what the body can do.
But now that he has been given the green light to not only go back to work, but also to resume exercising, my nervousness has come back.
He has been waiting for the day he could get back up again. Get out and run. Get out and ride his bike. And I knew it was coming. But I didn’t know that after 3 months, I would still feel uneasy.
As some of you know from reading my first post about his accident, A was training for a half IRONMAN. He would be up and out every day of the week training. And now after having been off the last 3 months, he’s ready. He’s ready to get back out there, gain all of his strength back, and get back to the pace he had before. Which is amazing. And a great lesson for our kids, that even if we fall we have to get back up again.
But for me, it makes me nervous. I don’t want to think of or picture him outside running or biking on the roads again. I know it was a freak accident, but accidents happen. And I don’t want it to happen again.
Am I crazy? Or do I just have to get over it?
Time will tell…
xo
D
