Ouchie Ouchie
This is the post where everyone gets to say "I told you so!"
Yesterday was a fine tuesday afternoon, I did not work until 5, so I gave my dad a buzz and suggested that we go on a little motorcycle ride. At one point we were making a left onto the bypass from 45, and I braked a little too hard a little too suddenly. They brakes locked up and I lost control. The bike fell on its left side and slid off the road. I also fell on my left side and skidded off the road.
If I wasn't wearing my helment, leather jacket, blue jeans and leather shoes....I might not have been as well off as I am right now.
There was a lot of awesome people that helped out that day. There was even an ER doctor on his way to work who stopped, and assured me that he'd check up on me the minute I got to the ER. THat put my mind as ease because...well...I've never been to the ER, never been on an ambulance, etc. But I got the whole treatment: neck brace, sirens, strapped in to the hard board like Hannibal Lector. it was crazy. and surreal. and crappy.
Upon being discharged I did a really stupid thing.
I WENT TO WORK.
Why? I don't know. I had nothing to prove to anyone. but after 2 hours, and bucketloads of agony, they said i could go home. I also told em I'm not coming in today.
So kids, helmets save lives. I've been a motorcyclist for three years, this was the first spill i've taken. It sucks. I can barely move. But I'm alive. THe only reason im not in a cast or a body bag is because I took the needed precautions beforehand.
On a side note. I realize over the years some of you loyal readers have had minor and major injuries. I recall Mr. Ludwig has broken his hand and gotten staples in his head....Mr. Canich...well he's just had a whole lot done to him. One thing that remained constant throughout all of your injuries was that I made fun of them relentlessly. To no end. I do not apologize for that, as long as no one is seriously injured, I felt it was my DUTY to harass the victim to no end.
I knew the day would come when the tables were turned...so folks, here's your chance. Ridicule away...just don't touch my left side of my body. Or back. Or neck.
Rock on
Yesterday was a fine tuesday afternoon, I did not work until 5, so I gave my dad a buzz and suggested that we go on a little motorcycle ride. At one point we were making a left onto the bypass from 45, and I braked a little too hard a little too suddenly. They brakes locked up and I lost control. The bike fell on its left side and slid off the road. I also fell on my left side and skidded off the road.
If I wasn't wearing my helment, leather jacket, blue jeans and leather shoes....I might not have been as well off as I am right now.
There was a lot of awesome people that helped out that day. There was even an ER doctor on his way to work who stopped, and assured me that he'd check up on me the minute I got to the ER. THat put my mind as ease because...well...I've never been to the ER, never been on an ambulance, etc. But I got the whole treatment: neck brace, sirens, strapped in to the hard board like Hannibal Lector. it was crazy. and surreal. and crappy.
Upon being discharged I did a really stupid thing.
I WENT TO WORK.
Why? I don't know. I had nothing to prove to anyone. but after 2 hours, and bucketloads of agony, they said i could go home. I also told em I'm not coming in today.
So kids, helmets save lives. I've been a motorcyclist for three years, this was the first spill i've taken. It sucks. I can barely move. But I'm alive. THe only reason im not in a cast or a body bag is because I took the needed precautions beforehand.
On a side note. I realize over the years some of you loyal readers have had minor and major injuries. I recall Mr. Ludwig has broken his hand and gotten staples in his head....Mr. Canich...well he's just had a whole lot done to him. One thing that remained constant throughout all of your injuries was that I made fun of them relentlessly. To no end. I do not apologize for that, as long as no one is seriously injured, I felt it was my DUTY to harass the victim to no end.
I knew the day would come when the tables were turned...so folks, here's your chance. Ridicule away...just don't touch my left side of my body. Or back. Or neck.
Rock on