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.