Melalvai
05-28-2008, 01:48 PM
Today is my birthday. That has nothing to do with anything...
On my commute this morning I cut through a parking lot as usual to cross the creek at a footbridge that comes out on an otherwise dead end road, the other end of which leads up to campus. The parking lot is pretty rough, but I can stick to the paved part of it mostly, except for the last little bit right before the bridge which is gravel.
I have crossed the bridge twice a day for 2 1/2 years. Today, that little patch of gravel got me. It happened so fast, I still don't know why I fell. I had the briefest moment of knowing that I was going DOWN before THUNK I hit the ground.
I lay there for a moment. I was still alive.
I sat up and realized I'd had the breath knocked out of me. I couldn't breathe quite right. I didn't try to stand up until I could breathe.
A couple girls I'd passed a moment before appeared around a corner and saw me. Their dog also wanted to know if I was ok. "I think so," I said.
I stood up and walked the bike across the bridge. My helmet had a chunk missing. My wrist and arm hurt. My bike glove had grass stains on the palm, so I must have tried to catch myself--I don't remember. I had a pretty good headache.
Later in the day, my arm started hurting just awful. I couldn't twist it and someone said I might have a fracture. I took a couple ibuprofen and tried to go to urgent care, but the wait is so long--2 hrs at least. When the ibuprofen kicked in, it started feeling a lot better. I think I'll give it a day or two and see how it does. It was probably just inflammation.
On my commute this morning I cut through a parking lot as usual to cross the creek at a footbridge that comes out on an otherwise dead end road, the other end of which leads up to campus. The parking lot is pretty rough, but I can stick to the paved part of it mostly, except for the last little bit right before the bridge which is gravel.
I have crossed the bridge twice a day for 2 1/2 years. Today, that little patch of gravel got me. It happened so fast, I still don't know why I fell. I had the briefest moment of knowing that I was going DOWN before THUNK I hit the ground.
I lay there for a moment. I was still alive.
I sat up and realized I'd had the breath knocked out of me. I couldn't breathe quite right. I didn't try to stand up until I could breathe.
A couple girls I'd passed a moment before appeared around a corner and saw me. Their dog also wanted to know if I was ok. "I think so," I said.
I stood up and walked the bike across the bridge. My helmet had a chunk missing. My wrist and arm hurt. My bike glove had grass stains on the palm, so I must have tried to catch myself--I don't remember. I had a pretty good headache.
Later in the day, my arm started hurting just awful. I couldn't twist it and someone said I might have a fracture. I took a couple ibuprofen and tried to go to urgent care, but the wait is so long--2 hrs at least. When the ibuprofen kicked in, it started feeling a lot better. I think I'll give it a day or two and see how it does. It was probably just inflammation.