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Day 2 of recovery – Dizziness and flowers

Date #352 – Monday, July 21, 2014

A: This was the worst day. The worst. I opened my eyes in the morning to a world that was SPINNING. My room looked like those desert photos taken of the sky at night where the stars look like they’re circling us. It was scary. “What do I do!?” I said, grabbing B’s arm. He didn’t know! He said, “Does it feel better with your eyes open or closed!?” It was traumatizing. We made a little corner on the couch where I could sit up and rest. Every time I put my head back, the world spun, so that was my day. All I can say is that I’m so lucky B was there and that he graciously worked from home to stay with me. It was so scary!

B: There was no way I was going to leave A alone. She kept waking up in a panic and then going back to bed. It was kind of terrifying.

Thankfully things calmed down a bit and we chalked the dizziness up to the 1/2 Percoset she took the night before. These kind of side affects are a big reason I am not a fan of drugs.

As A calmed down we started to focus more on updating the people in her life about the accident. Her and I freelance and so when things like this happen you have to be proactive about letting people know. Her writing colleagues were super gracious and understanding about everything.

As the news spread the questions about the accident and well-wishes for a speedy recovery came in. As I read the messages to A I was overwhelmed. Above is a photo of the first of many bouquets that arrived.

Andrea goes over her handlebars

Date #350 – Saturday, July 19, 2014

A: After writing about date #349, I am so completely worked up that I don’t even want to THINK about this day. This awful day. I just want to cry. Again. This bike accident has been really difficult. Most days, moments, conversations, I am well and positive and proud of my recovery and my luck. I am happy to have had B there, that I memorized his phone number and that he stood beside me the entire time. He never once left my side for almost an entire week. He was and is the most supportive, understanding, and caring person in my life. He went so far out of his way to make sure that I was and would be okay, it makes me feel so unbelievably lucky, I can’t even tell you. I wrote about what happened this day on my blog, so I won’t repeat it here, but if I could tell B one thing, it’d be that I’ve never felt so loved in my entire life, by someone other than my mother, than I did this day and week. Thank you.

B: When I got the call I was in the middle of photographing coffee. I never actually drank the drink I was taking pictures of, I found it a week later. I don’t even know why I thought to pick up the phone early on a Saturday morning, but I did.

The caller didn’t allude to memory loss, or a bloody face, as they calmly said, “Your partner has been in an accident. She’s OK, just a bit shaky.” Then, as I arrived to the scene, reality began to set in. I hoped the ambulance wasn’t for her. I hoped the blood wasn’t real, or at least wasn’t from a loss of teeth.

Then I heard her scarred voice, “Where am I?” “What’s going on?” A didn’t know what happened. I didn’t know. Thankfully three bystanders were there and helping. They told me what they knew. The one who called assured me that things would be OK (he was also in an accident). The two others helped me lock up her bike and then gave me her tooth.

As we rode to the hospital the paramedic and I worked to keep A calm. The paramedic was INCREDIBLE as he would ask basic questions and A would panic as details became confusing. 

The ten minutes in the emergency waiting room were hell. A, inside, me outside unsure of what was happening. When I came inside and she made a joke I knew things would be OK. A is so strong and amazing and hilarious. I couldn’t believe she was making jokes. I wanted to take a picture of her because I didn’t think she would believe how bad she looked. I said, “it looks like you’ve been in a bad fight.” She eventually looked (it was way worse than what you see above…missing teeth, lots of dried blood).

Oddly, the most frantic I felt was taking A’s bra off  while the X-ray technicians waited outside the room. I felt rushed and pathetically useless. Otherwise, I was surprised at how naturally calm I felt helping her clean her mouth or take her to the bathroom.

There was a panicky moment where we were checking out and we had to find an emergency dentist and I thought, “This is it. We have to be adults now. No one is going to solve this problem for us.” It was odd.

I’m so thankful for all the people that were there to help A. I’m happy the memory loss was temporary. I’m happy that A is so strong and incredible and courageous. I’m happy her Mom and Uncle came up and drove us around.

Things happen and you can’t plan for them and you can’t predict them. Life happens and sometimes all you can do is look around and choose whether you’re going to count the good things or the bad ones.

First bike ride – Date #140 – December 10, 2013

A: I finally picked up my bike from the amazing and incredibly generous people at Bikes on Wheels. It’s amazing and black and I love it. My legs hurt already but I can’t wait to ride it more and more. B and I saw the lights at Nathan Philips Square, looked at suits for him, and then biked to my place. I’m not afraid of biking, I’m afraid of getting hit by one of the many horrible drivers this city has to offer. As someone whose had a car here for 2 years (just got rid of it!!), it’s terrifying to think I’m now on the road in a different and more vulnerable capacity. But I can’t dwell too much on what could be. So I won’t. Because riding beside B on the road was fun and he said, “Aw we’re so cute,” as we were riding and I know he’s been looking forward to that moment for a while and it makes me happy knowing that he’s happy.

B: It’s true. I’ve been waiting to share my love of riding around the streets of Toronto with A for quite some time. I wasn’t ever sure the day would come (bikes aren’t for everyone). This date was so carefree, like riding, and a total blast.

I met A at Nathan Phillips Square to see the Tree and Ice Rink (yes see, not skate). We then checked out the Christmas window display at The Bay – something my family does every year and A has never seen. We then went to TopMan to check out some dress ware for myself (despite me still being in gym clothes). What do you think of this blazer?

First bike ride – Date #140 – December 10, 2013

A: I finally picked up my bike from the amazing and incredibly generous people at Bikes on Wheels. It’s amazing and black and I love it. My legs hurt already but I can’t wait to ride it more and more. B and I saw the lights at Nathan Philips Square, looked at suits for him, and then biked to my place. I’m not afraid of biking, I’m afraid of getting hit by one of the many horrible drivers this city has to offer. As someone whose had a car here for 2 years (just got rid of it!!), it’s terrifying to think I’m now on the road in a different and more vulnerable capacity. But I can’t dwell too much on what could be. So I won’t. Because riding beside B on the road was fun and he said, “Aw we’re so cute,” as we were riding and I know he’s been looking forward to that moment for a while and it makes me happy knowing that he’s happy.

B: It’s true. I’ve been waiting to share my love of riding around the streets of Toronto with A for quite some time. I wasn’t ever sure the day would come (bikes aren’t for everyone). This date was so carefree, like riding, and a total blast.

I met A at Nathan Phillips Square to see the Tree and Ice Rink (yes see, not skate). We then checked out the Christmas window display at The Bay – something my family does every year and A has never seen. We then went to TopMan to check out some dress ware for myself (despite me still being in gym clothes). What do you think of this blazer?

First bike ride – Date #140 – December 10, 2013

A: I finally picked up my bike from the amazing and incredibly generous people at Bikes on Wheels. It’s amazing and black and I love it. My legs hurt already but I can’t wait to ride it more and more. B and I saw the lights at Nathan Philips Square, looked at suits for him, and then biked to my place. I’m not afraid of biking, I’m afraid of getting hit by one of the many horrible drivers this city has to offer. As someone whose had a car here for 2 years (just got rid of it!!), it’s terrifying to think I’m now on the road in a different and more vulnerable capacity. But I can’t dwell too much on what could be. So I won’t. Because riding beside B on the road was fun and he said, “Aw we’re so cute,” as we were riding and I know he’s been looking forward to that moment for a while and it makes me happy knowing that he’s happy.

B: It’s true. I’ve been waiting to share my love of riding around the streets of Toronto with A for quite some time. I wasn’t ever sure the day would come (bikes aren’t for everyone). This date was so carefree, like riding, and a total blast.

I met A at Nathan Phillips Square to see the Tree and Ice Rink (yes see, not skate). We then checked out the Christmas window display at The Bay – something my family does every year and A has never seen. We then went to TopMan to check out some dress ware for myself (despite me still being in gym clothes). What do you think of this blazer?