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Now in my forties, I have changed in ways that reach far beyond the limits of my concussion recovery. I know now that I will become weaker at what I avoid, that what I run towards will strengthen in me. I know to listen to my body, but not so much that I convince myself I can’t do things or that I …

It’s strange, this paradigm shift. It’s hard for me to get used to the idea that this culture I’ve been steeped in of “listening to your body” and “self-care” has its limits. That’s not to say that it’s unimportant to learn how to do these things if you’re someone who doesn’t do them at all. But ov…

I never miss a day of the exercises. I take the kids to school. I make dinner. I clean the kitchen. I try to do many of the errands David has done for the last few years, running to grocery stores, getting things fixed. I write. I socialize. When my children ask me to play, I say yes, no matter wha…

While I’m not a fan of men shouting at me or telling me to push harder—I’ve had enough of that in my life—I’ve also never been on a sports team or had a coach whose ultimate goal is for me to succeed, not only by pushing me but also by being there to help me get there. I’ve had plenty of critical e…

Next I meet with Anne, the vestibular therapist, who gives me a series of exercises to do. I keep my eyes on my thumb as I move my head rapidly side to side, then quickly up and down. I throw a ball to her behind my back and as I move my head to look over the other shoulder she throws it back to me…