Here's the deal:

I love to climb, and I lived to climb. Then I died. (Not the spiritual "washed in the blood of the lamb" kind nor the melodramatic "life has no meaning" kind, but the kind where your heart actually stops for a minute because of a freak genetic disorder.

I got better.

I was just cleared to climb again this year. Basically I am starting over, it's a slow process but what are you going to do?