Shama Cycles

Yesterday was a heavy one....yet a good one.
Ive been wanting go back to the TMC ICU to thank the staff that helped me live again. I was there for 34 days (5 unconscious). Drugged up, crazy dreams when I could sleep, in pain, hot, always thirsty, unable to sit up, couldnt breathe on my own, having to rely on everyone to do nearly anything. Had pneumonia twice and couldnt even tell it was bad cause of everything else going on. Sure its their "job", but I certainly couldn't do what these people do. I feel indebted to them in a way.
I was feeling emotional driving there. Meeting a rep at the garage (to get me up) I was feeling it. As soon as I got on the hallway of my old room, my eyes got glassy. Some of the staff came out and my voice was cracking as I tried to greet them and not lose it. This is why it took me almost two years to go back.
As many in ICU there dont leave there to lead a normal quality of life, I wanted them to see that sometimes what they do lets some one live their best life after. Or the life we often take for granted is changed after we leave there.
Several there said, they've never had some one come back. Which hit me. It was all of my friends and customers who came to see me, sent me notes, messages, calls, that helped me get out of there and back on my feet (literally), working, riding, and living again. Not sure if my one visit and a cake would have that impact on them, but I wanted them to know how much it all meant to me. Also how much it's meant to my three children, Dacree, Michael and Raymond as they have a dad still that can still be a dad with/for them.
Overwhelmed with emotions from that visit....all I can think of is how Grateful I am for this life.
Thank you all, life is precious.
Carry on ❤️

The 1X and deep wheels have been traded for a double front, big ol cassette and lightwheels. Bigger hills ahead!