I really do wish it was simple. But last weekend, I was admitted back into hospital in the neurology ward via ambulance after basically collapsing at home. A CT scan of my head showed that damage to my brain still exists and for the first time revealed to me, that is not ever likely to be any different; my brain and healing process has been such that I have been able to bypass that damage and make use of the rest of the organ.

What we did last Saturday is go for a bike ride and I did extremely well averaging over 18km/h. But I felt a bit odd in the stomach and didn't drink at all on the ride despite having plenty of fluid on the bike. I did whack a bit down after we finished, then Machka drove home where we were setting out to set up a brand new Concept 2 rowing machine. That's when I collapsed, and Machka called the ambulance.

I am now on a new range of medication to take twice daily to hopefully prevent something similar happening again. The important thing, though, is for me to keep up the fluid intakes, even if it means more going to the toilet to urinate. Sadly, I had also had done well enough in my recovery to be passed in getting my driver's licence back, but readmission to hospital and the cause has put that back six months. I did, however, get to see again some of the magnificent nursing staff who took care of me 12 month ago, and I was so grateful for them.

Machka sent me a piece yesterday that is the start of what she has written about this whole thing from a year ago. When the workplace accident happened, we were in the final stages of planning a 360km 24-hour Audax ride with a guy from the mainland for the next weekend. I so miss not being able to do that... but it is something that I hope can happen again in the future.

I also was due to make a very brief return to work -- unpaid -- during this past week at a golf course, but that has had to be put off until next month.

Of course, Machka has been the savior of my life yet again. And that is what counts the most.