Thanks to everyone who wrote in with their support for Lisa the other day. One of the great observations was the reminder that what happened, happened to us both.
Lisa has probably felt like she's not entitled to any sympathy since it was not her in the hospital bed, etc. But these past seven months have been a test of all her physical, emotional and spiritual reserves and she has come through. I don't know where I'd be without her and I don't know where she finds her strength.
In the first days after my injury she was there, keeping everyone informed, researching and making enormously important decisions about my care and still managed to be by my bedside my every waking moment. And through it all: the late night visits and long drives home, the nervous transition to home-care, right down to taking over every last household chore, I never had a moment of doubt that she would be there for me.
When people convey their sympathy over my situation, I feel unworthy of it since, after all, I have known something many people will never experience: an expression of true love and devotion far above and beyond the ordinary.
My greatest comfort, seven months ago and today is the certainty that I have a brilliant, resourceful, deeply devoted partner by my side. I'm a very lucky guy.