Oori: Rehabilitation - Misery vs Miss Miracle

 25 December, 2023

 4 May, 2023 (Thursday)

"Hey, I'm just calling because you know on Saturday we plan for a long ride 80-100k and I know you're a dawn person, you would usually go out very early but if you're okay to leave only around 10am, you could join..

"David, hey hey..."

"I know, I know you're an early riser but this would be really go.."

"David, please please slow down a little, I've got news for you."

"Why, what is up?"

"I went down on the bike. I had a crush. About two weeks ago. I'm in the rehabilitation right now."

Silence set in and now you may wonder why a friend of mine who's also into bikes doesn't know about it yet. I'll share the reason in the next post. But for now: yes, some of them only learned about it like that.

3 May, 2023 - first day at rehab

Third hospital in two weeks.

What am I doing here? All white still. Why am I here and for how long?

A quetion the answer to which I would not find out the answer to. I feel lost meeting the head doctor who tells me I should move in for at least the first week of rehabilitation. The scariest building of my life: Oori. As we approached the building with my mom, we saw people mostly moving around in wheelchairs, some of them missed a part or parts of their limbs. I tried to be as polite as possible by not staring but also not fainting. The energy of them was overwhelming. I felt incarcerated when they told me I would need to spend some nights in there.

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