I really had no idea bruises could be so many colors. I have black but no blue, oddly enough. I make up for it in shades of purple, though. I have counted at least five of those. There’s red, of course, and the road rash areas that are healing up nicely. The big surprise is vibrant yellows. On my right chest, I have an almost turmeric-colored area with a purplish center. My right hand was sort of grayish for a while, but it’s mostly back to normal.
The good news is that despite all the chromatic outbreaks, I’m doing pretty well. The bruises and marks might be ugly but they’re mostly pain free. My knee is still quite angry with the world, especially if I walk more than a few hundred feet, but if I rest it, it doesn’t shot too loudly.
I’ve learned from the accident. I’m not happy about it, but I’m not angry. I’ve learned how much I had in life and that I can be taken away. Fortunately, my lessening of ability is going to be temporary and I’m hoping there will be no long-lasting effects. I’ll be back to normal in a few more weeks, and I’m glad for it. I’m even gladder for the reminder.
I just got out of the hospital. I was in a speed reading accident. I hit a book mark and flew across the room.
The fear of death is the most unjustified of all fears, for there’s no risk of accident for someone who’s dead.
It’s been almost 48 hours since I got hit by the car.
I had acupuncture yesterday that helped reduce the pain of walking, but I still hobble badly, even with a makeshift cane. It’s made out of an old unipod I had lying around doing nothing. I probably look a bit weird walking around using photography equipment to support myself, but it works for the time being.
I can’t walk unaided yet, but there is less pain every day in my knee. Oddly, there is more in my shoulders, but I suspect that’s because they’re getting a workout by carrying some of the load. Advil helps dull that. I was offered stronger stuff, but it only makes me loopy and doesn’t help the pain. I figure I’m out of it enough. The other odd thing is the amount of sleep I’m needing. I’m taking a 1.5-hour nap in the morning and another 2-hour nap in the afternoon. I can also almost sleep the night through, so I guess all the sleep is promoting healing.
Anyway, that’s where I am. Every day a bit better. How are y’all doin’?
You know how I like to ride my bike to the train station. That means I have to ride it home. There’s one stretch of road that I have to cross that’s less than ideal. Cars are looking to the left watching traffic approach as they get ready to turn right onto the main avenue. I’ve had a few close calls, but today the call was too close. I got hit and knocked off my bike.
Before anyone worries, I’m fine. I’m scraped and bumped, and my left knee if in a good amount of pain, making walking rather difficult. A quick trip to urgent care resulted in a tetanus shot, and some x-rays that showed some soft tissue damage. But otherwise I’m fine. My helmet has no scratches and my glasses didn’t fall off or break.
I’m not too sure about my bike. It’s got some curves where none were before. I am pretty sure it is repairable.
I do appreciate that the EMTs who showed up gave me the option of removing my pants in the ambulance to check out my knee rather than just cutting them at the scene.
I might need a day of rest tomorrow, depending on how stiff my knee is, but the doc said I should just act as normally as the pain will allow.
I’ve never been hit by a car. Took 43 years for that to happen. I’d rather it didn’t happen again. It could have been a lot worse.