Well, I gotta say, old people may not have great vision but they sure as sh1t can aim. So I'm on my way back home after work heading west, 25 in a 25 zone, and just as I enter the intersection the 86 year old geezer in the giant buick facing east decides to turn left, directly into my leg, followed soon after by my bike and bam the bikes totalled my leg is broken in 6 places, I'm currently out of my mind with Oxy and will provide a better describtion once I'm a little more here, but a moment of silence for a fallen bonne, (doc says I'll walk in about 5 months) arg my head friggin hurts
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-Tyler D.
Glad you're OK. I've been in a couple wrecks that put me out for quite a while. It's hard to see the good in being crippled temporarily, but I thoroughly enjoyed not having to go to school or work for weeks on end while popping pills. Whenever I would get depressed I would just wheel myself outside and stare at the faces of people driving past my house on the way home from work--that was all I needed to get over my depression, heheh. :-D
That's tough luck G - I hope the old fart makes good his carelessness, the very least he can do is replace the bonnie.
I know how it feels to have to spend months on crutches (a building site accident rather than a bike prang - and my own fault at that) and, believe you me, the novelty soon wears off. Think positive and stick with the physio and you'll be as right as rain and hopping onto a spanking new bonnie before you know it!
Meanwhile, with a mashed leg, self-improvement might be your only option.
Good luck and all the best mate.
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sorry about the bike and super sorry about the leg. my backround is in physical therapy (before i bought this crazy coffee shop). let me know if i can give you any long distance help.