As I write this, my wife and best friend is undergoing a long and complex surgery to remove a cancerous tumor that has invaded and compressed her spine. If the surgery goes well, she’ll be able to feel her legs, stand and walk again.
To our friends who are learning this awful news in this impersonal way, I apologize. Stephanie’s diagnosis is 24-hours old. Efficiency won out over politeness.
To the Carfree Houston readers who have never met either of us, I know this isn’t what you signed up for. I’m sorry. No one gets exactly what they want today.
I will share one transportation-related insight, though. In the past two days, at least six friends have offered me their cars. These are generous and wonderful people. But right now the last place I should be is behind the steering wheel of a car. I’m too distracted to drive. My mind wanders, and I would endanger myself and others.
Yesterday I took the bus home from the Texas Medical Center hospital where Stephanie will be for at least the next week. It felt comforting. It took longer than driving, which is what I wanted. It was away from our current reality. Uber rides are good, too. I can decompress and send emails and call people. Two Uber drivers asked to pray for Stephanie.
Our car-free experiment continues, but it is changing. Blog posts will appear less often, if at all. Stephanie’s recovery comes first.
You’re good people. I know you understand.