Originally Posted by
pdlamb
I had some similar thoughts going through rehab a couple years ago. It's tempting to let resentment take over -- why am I here when I've been so good? But then I'd stop to remember that I was still there, against the odds, and I could live with that. (Literally!)
Back to topic: My doctor told me the only reason I'm still alive is all the cycling I'd been doing. I figure that includes commuting by bike, as that's 1/3 to 2/3 of my riding every year.
Similar situation here. My cycling allowed me to delay my open heart surgery by at least a decade, and allowed me to bounce back in 6 weeks what it takes most patients at least 6 months to accomplish.
When I was in intensive care the nurse was reviewing my history and all my stats. I remember him saying, "You're not unhealthy, you're just unlucky!"