So this was me last night after waking up at San Francisco General. Some time around
6:00pm 5:30pm I was hit by a car while cycling to meet Robby for a ride. Not sure when or where or by whom, exactly! A concussion erased my memory about back to when I’d left my house earlier and some time after (thank goodness I was wearing a helmet, because if the fall hadn’t killed me the irony would have).
Of course one of my first thoughts when I woke up in the hospital and got some sense of what happened, I was all “phew, at least it’s not a 5150.” Again. I asked Riana, who took the photo, to collect what she knows from my reports and those given to her at the ER:
On Tuesday, October 2, 2012, Jackson went to meet his friend Robby in Golden Gate Park to go for a bike ride. He likely left home sometime between 4:30 and 5:00 PM. He sometimes remembers getting as far as the Panhandle. Somewhere near the park, he was hit by a car around 5:30 PM. The driver stopped and gave a report to police; she explained that she had the sun in her eyes and could not see him. He was taken to SF General’s ER, treated for a broken nose, broken clavicle, scapula, concussion, and lacerations, and was released around 4 AM Wednesday.
I’m still waiting for the police report for more details, but the first priority is to heal. Tomorrow I go in early for a consultation and possible surgery to place pins and a plate in my shoulder. On Friday I have an appointment to see about my broken nose. I haven’t seen my cross bike Sue since the accident, so I can only imagine how he’ll look when we’re reunited tomorrow.
But the real question is, how do I stay in shape and maybe even progress through my marathon training in the meantime, while also healing properly? Not sure it’s even possible, much less a good idea! So I might just have to get creative and confront my fear around losing access to the types of training that I know I love in the process.
Meanwhile, while I’ll admit to also being historically pretty anxious about any possible surgery, I am healing pretty quickly under the good care of my partner and friends and tapping into one of my stronger motivations — vanity. My nose seems to have gotten more crooked since that night somehow, I swear. Somebody call a doctor!
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