A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Comeback
At this point, I should just continue to expect obstacles. They have been emerging during this whole 16 month situation, and apparently they aren't dialing back yet.
Just hours after I posted my first post, the one that publicly announced this attempted comeback, I received a call from my brother that my mother was found unresponsive in the bathroom of her skilled nursing facility.
She was there for a few weeks following an ablation and pace maker installation to control her years of a-fib. And this was all post a heart valve replacement in early February and an attempt to figure out her ongoing breathing issues (which involved lung taps every 2-3 weeks now).
As of May 1st, she was doing pretty well, and was on pace to get back home before Memorial Day. Now, she has been unresponsive in the medical ICU for the last week.
So I was back on Omaha all last week, I am back in Boulder for this weekend, then I go back to Omaha on Monday.
In the larger scheme of things, getting back to mountain running (and a fast version of it) obviously doesn't isn't shit compared to losing a parent. And yet, Life isn't so small that we only hold one thing inside of us at a time. So we prioritize, we appreciate, we grieve, and we keep moving forward; whatever that looks like.
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