On Sunday, Robb and I went cycling at Arrowhead Marsh in Oakland. I was feeling pretty lazy, and the birds were interesting, so we didn't do a long or a fast ride. At one point, we stopped near a picnic table, and I reminded Robb how we had sat at this particular table shortly after he came home after his six weeks of hospitalization. Here's what I wrote about that day.
One of the first Lisa-and-Robb outings we did when Robb was first home from the hospital was a trip to Arrowhead Marsh near the Oakland Airport. I parked the car, and I think Robb walked about two hundred feet, to a picnic table. We enjoyed the sun, and felt pretty good about everything.
Robb's response to all this was to ask, incredulously, "Why wasn't I panicking?"
This was a Very Serious Question. So we did what Robb and I do best in moments of great stress. We looked at each other and then burst into laughter.
After a lot more laughing, and some mushy affirmations of love, Robb got serious. He realized that he wasn't panicking back then, because he was starting at zero, and that everything he did was an accomplishment.
I know I say it all the time, and that some of you have even teased me for my lack of adjectives, but Robb really is amazing.