Girl, If it was" just a bike" you wouldn't even comprehend this board. I feel for you, losing a great bike is like having the dog die. Or losing a limb, we're so integrated to our personal machines we're bionic folk.
If your going to fly, you're going to fall out of the sky occasionally. (The Wright Bros. had a bike shop 'till they decided to push it to the next level) We've all had a nasty biff or three, and I've found that I never remember a bad crash, except for one, and it's a blessing. The one I do remember was my death, except a good helmet let me get up and walk away swearing like a sailor. Went aerial, landed on my skull on a steel railroad track. Remembering the crash in slow mo detail gave me The Fear for a long time- so not remembering is a good thing, a self defense thing probably.
Primal's silly thing is called "over the bar scar club". It's pure Mt bike masochistic bravado, and you can see it at <www.primalwear.com> I think the point is that we only live once, stuff happens on a bike, might as well make light of it. Or not. However you need to deal.
So when you go back to spin, we wanna hear how the non riders freak out! Last time I had a big black eye from The Bike, people kept giving me the number for the battered womens shelter. Which is good, but they should consider that maybe we XXs do crash on sporting goods...
Get well soon

Lizzy