......and strikes back!

I am typing this with 3 fingers of my right hand, primarily to occupy my mind during T3 withdrawal (a decision I am beginning to reconsider). The good news is that I no longer have nausea, the bad news - well let’s just say that I have good minutes and then I have bad minutes. But since I am writing this anyway, I’ll share it to let those who are interested know exactly what happened. By the way, thank you very much to all who have left their prayers and wishes for us. I really desire your continued prayers, especially for Diane.

Diane and I were involved in an accident on our motorcycle at about 6:00 pm Saturday. The situation really blindsided me. We were going 55 kmh west bound in the the left lane of 16th Ave NW a few blocks before Home Rd when a car travelling ahead of me in the right lane slowed down and waved out a guy who was waiting to pull out from a driveway on the right. He peeled out across the westbound lanes to make a left on 16th, saw me and stopped dead across my lane.

I had 50 ft to react. Couldn't go right, there was that car stopped in the right lane, couldn't go left, there was oncoming traffic. All I could do was hammer both brakes and wait. My front wheel locked and we went down and just had enough time to bounce and tumble once before I slammed into the car. Diane missed the car and rolled to a stop beside me. We were both conscious but groaning.

Diane had multiple fractures in her right tibia, just below the knee. I understand the joint is uninvolved. She will need surgery for that once the swelling subsides, as well as to replace a chip out of her cheekbone. The small mercy in her case is that I had bought a Kevlar jacket for her just before the accident, so she was spared from road rash.

I hit the car facing backward as I rolled along the pavement, contacted its front tire around my right shoulder blade, broke that as well as 5 ribs both front and back. The tumble itself blew out my left wrist, tore the flesh of my right pinkie finger clear away from the bone and gave me road rash on both arms and knees.

I’ve rerun the accident in my mind and wondered if there was any way I could’ve/ should’ve avoided it. But I don’t know. I usually watch for those scenarios when I drive and try to make eye contact when I see someone waiting to pull out, If not, I will slow down. But in this case, we were in the second lane out from the curb with traffic in the lane between us. The vehicle of the “considerate” driver who waved out the other guy was also screening him from my vision and me from his. The other guy of course was wrong to trust her wave and not look for himself, but the ironic thing is that the person who is most at fault for this will never be charged. Does she even know what she did wrong?

As I was lying on the operating table, the surgeon leaned over and said, "What were you riding?"

"A Vulcan 750"

"So are your riding days over?"

"No."

"Well if you are to continue riding, I suggest you get a newer and larger bike. That model is a little small to be riding two up."

I kid you not, those were the doctor's orders. But I'm taking that under advisement for now.