Terminal Warehouse was buzzing as stationary bicyclists zealously showed support for CycleNation, the American Stroke Association's fundraiser. It was an honor to be invited to speak about my book, My Stroke in the Fast Lane.
I thought back to the first time I went into the city alone, I wasn't as strong. Z., my good friend, assured me that he would meet me at the gate at Grand Central. "Don't worry, Bonomo. I'll be there."
But the overriding feeling I had on this particular day was one of gratitude: that this body could take the train to the city, walk to the #7 to take the subway downtown to Hudson Yards, walk a few blocks to CycleNation, and then repeat the journey home.
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Just got back from the cardiologist. After taking the usual EKG, he told me my heart uses my pacemaker 92% of the time. Another reason I'm thankful. Modern medicine!