Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Crash and burn

Tom: im going to abbreviate this because my meds are kicking in and im getting exponentially tired with every minute.
sooooo. was on the scooter, on my way somewhere, wearing nothing but shorts and a t shirt. and there was a dead raccoon which i didnt see, so i hit it and lost control. i laid the bike down, and together we spun and slid for a good twenty feet. i landed straight on my face and elbows. if it wasnt for my full face helmet, i wouldnt have a face right now. so thank god or whoever for that. and luckily there were no cars behind me to hit me. the guy in front of me saw, and stopped his car in the middle of fricking traffic to help me. he got my scooter out of the road so i didnt have to, even though i wasnt in pain yet. there was also a nurse who saw and stopped and helped. i eventually saw her in the emergency room, which was cool. she was really nice, unlike the other nurses...anywho. before i knew it, there was one, two cops, five paramedics, and a fire truck. the people whose house i crashed in front of were so very nice. they offered to let me lay on their couch when the pain started to hit me. and i was just like" no, i would hate to get blood on your couch" but they were just so nice and considerate and probably would have done anything i asked of them. good samaritans are wonderful. and mom and scott finally showed up, and mom took me to the ER, where i had to wait for probably thirty minutes. as soon as i walked in the door, i was getting looks. most of the people in the waiting room arent bleeding or anything like that. but whatever. its all good. so i finally went back to a bed and gave them my info and whatnot. and they x rayed my screwed ankle, and it was just sprained. and they scrubbed my abrasions, which wasnt as bad as i thought it would be. but it still hurt like hell. and a while later they let me go, and i hobbled out on crutches. and here i am, pain meds kicking in. goodnight


note: five minutes after i crashed, i was updating my facebook status. what the hell does that say about me?

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