Life In The Slow Lane...
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San Diego, CA, United States
This is a commentary about the slow lane, about the slowing of time since I suffered a severe brain injury while skateboarding with my dog. This is a blog about recovery; about our '82 VW Westfalia. It's about writing, surfing, camping, married life, bleeding ulcers that make you feel old at 32; about family, friends, and my dog Artie; it's about cruising in fourth gear, getting passed by every car and learning to appreciate every second of it.

Sunday, October 23, 2011


It's been months since I posted on a regular basis. It's crazy how this blog has reflected my mental and physical state. Days after the injury, the posts were chaotic and often incoherent. In the following weeks, I began to have more insight, I pondered what would happen as a result of the injury. Throughout the entire time, for the two years since the fall, there's been ups and downs.

The past few months have been different. I have been fatigued, withdrawn, moody, and let me throw in another fatigue for good measure. The fatigue and despondency has kept me from posting in this blog, from surfing, from being more productive at work, from calling friends and family -- the few I talk to that is. It also took me to some of the darkest places that I have ever been.

There was no explanation for this new state.

The other day I finally mustered the energy and called my doctor back about that testosterone test that I had taken a while back. He told me that my testosterone levels were low and could explain the low-energy and bad moods. Apparently this is normal in people with head injuries.

Tomorrow, I pick up my testosterone cream from the pharmacy. So, be prepared the next time I write the topics might be a bit different; possibly about football, working out, tanning, and well, we will see.