I have never been good with dates of important occasions. As I get older (45 next month) what year something happened to me is far less accurate than my Garmin is at knowing how many calories I have burned.
I know it was August that I had my 2 heart attacks (within 12 hours). But a few years ago I had forgotten the day and I think it was in 2007 sometime that I stopped recalling the year it happened also. The only way I know it was 6 years ago is I have to repeat to anyone at least 3 times who hears my story that “Yes, I was 39” So since I’l be 45 next month this month is my 6 year anniversary of being alive. My wife just came in and said “What are you talking about? You were 36, not 39”. OK so it was 9 years ago. Proof I just can’t rememebr or do I choose not to? I still have my stent ID card that tells me the date of my first stent(of which I have 7, stents not cards) but I keep that in a drawer somewhere and choose not to look at it. Each year around June I think “Oh I’m going to celebrate the anniversary of my heart attack by riding a century or a 200 mile week or a 10,000′ day of climbing” none of that ever happens.
While I still plan to do something(?) someday(?) to mark the occasion with a post cardiac feat of super human strength I think to my self- ” Isn’t being here everyday to see my family and friends a daily celebration better than any ride I could do?”
I was wondering how anyone else celebrates or doesn’t their cardiac “event”.