I'm alive . . . but boy am I hurting !
Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 10:42 am
Well, as some of you are already aware, I was involved in a high speed accident near Heathcote Rd on the M5 early Sat 14th March. From what I've been told the M5 was closed for some 4hrs thereafter.
I was a pillion on a v-rod and tbh don't remember anything about the accident at all. When I was being driven home from Liverpool hospital last Sat (21st) I was gobsmacked at the markings etc left by the police and the location of them - I really have no recollection of the whereabouts nor the details of the incident. It's so very sureal, it's hard to put into words.
I will say one thing and that is ALWAYS wear your gear !!! I cannot emphasise that enough . . . . seriously I wouldn't be here typing this if I hadn't. Tbh, I really don't know why I'm here anyway, other than someone must have been keeping a watchful eye on me and my friend.
I didn't have my leather pants on and as a consequence I have some graze on my left knee, pretty much down to the bone - it's not pretty and boy does it hurt, but I did have knee high leather colarado boots which have done a pretty good job protecting the rest of my legs considering they are not Alpinestars.
I am yet to see my gear which I'm told the ambo's cut off me. I have heard that my $130 Rjays gloves rose to the occasion, not to mention my Shoei helmet and my Technic jacket.
Well, I was put in an induced coma and on respirator for a day. I was in ICU for 4days on self administered morphene and apparently I received a blood transfusion - I don't recall alot.
It's mind boggling the way the brain works (or at least mine anyway - but I guess most of you guys knew that lol), cos apparently upon waking up I was very concerned and I could not come to grips with why they had removed my nail polish from my right hand and where my eyebrow piercing had gone . . . . bazaar, but true.
Anyway my left side is not in the best of shape - fractured collar bone, 3x broken ribs, a punctured lung and a ruptured spleen. Oh and a new experience for me, was the removal of the tube from my lung - ouch! I didn't know that was something they did whilst you lay there awake. Boy, do I now know what pain is! As I'm sure do many of you here on the forum.
Good news is that my spleen has stopped bleeding and upon an ultrasound in a couple of weeks, assuming it looks ok, I get to keep it - something I will be very pleased about tbh.
The rider was wearing an open face helmet and only leather vest, as such has lost skin from both arms, right side of his face, and leg from the exhaust pipe - a very painful and slow recovery for him also.
Looks like up to 6weeks off work and a slow and painful recovery for me - but hey, I'm lucky and soooo glad to be alive to tell my story.
It's also amazing the changes that have taken place within my family after such an ordeal. Seeing me attached to a machine looking like something out of a movie probably didn't help, but still, the alliances that have reformed within my family mean a great deal to me.
I would like to thank everybody that sent flowers, gifts, messages and/or visited me in hospital . . . . you have no idea how much it meant to me. Seriously, I cannot put into words what this meant - thank you so very much XxOo
Well, thats my story and I'm so very fortunate to be here to share it with you. Stay safe people and rubber side down always hey!!
I was a pillion on a v-rod and tbh don't remember anything about the accident at all. When I was being driven home from Liverpool hospital last Sat (21st) I was gobsmacked at the markings etc left by the police and the location of them - I really have no recollection of the whereabouts nor the details of the incident. It's so very sureal, it's hard to put into words.
I will say one thing and that is ALWAYS wear your gear !!! I cannot emphasise that enough . . . . seriously I wouldn't be here typing this if I hadn't. Tbh, I really don't know why I'm here anyway, other than someone must have been keeping a watchful eye on me and my friend.
I didn't have my leather pants on and as a consequence I have some graze on my left knee, pretty much down to the bone - it's not pretty and boy does it hurt, but I did have knee high leather colarado boots which have done a pretty good job protecting the rest of my legs considering they are not Alpinestars.
I am yet to see my gear which I'm told the ambo's cut off me. I have heard that my $130 Rjays gloves rose to the occasion, not to mention my Shoei helmet and my Technic jacket.
Well, I was put in an induced coma and on respirator for a day. I was in ICU for 4days on self administered morphene and apparently I received a blood transfusion - I don't recall alot.
It's mind boggling the way the brain works (or at least mine anyway - but I guess most of you guys knew that lol), cos apparently upon waking up I was very concerned and I could not come to grips with why they had removed my nail polish from my right hand and where my eyebrow piercing had gone . . . . bazaar, but true.
Anyway my left side is not in the best of shape - fractured collar bone, 3x broken ribs, a punctured lung and a ruptured spleen. Oh and a new experience for me, was the removal of the tube from my lung - ouch! I didn't know that was something they did whilst you lay there awake. Boy, do I now know what pain is! As I'm sure do many of you here on the forum.
Good news is that my spleen has stopped bleeding and upon an ultrasound in a couple of weeks, assuming it looks ok, I get to keep it - something I will be very pleased about tbh.
The rider was wearing an open face helmet and only leather vest, as such has lost skin from both arms, right side of his face, and leg from the exhaust pipe - a very painful and slow recovery for him also.
Looks like up to 6weeks off work and a slow and painful recovery for me - but hey, I'm lucky and soooo glad to be alive to tell my story.
It's also amazing the changes that have taken place within my family after such an ordeal. Seeing me attached to a machine looking like something out of a movie probably didn't help, but still, the alliances that have reformed within my family mean a great deal to me.
I would like to thank everybody that sent flowers, gifts, messages and/or visited me in hospital . . . . you have no idea how much it meant to me. Seriously, I cannot put into words what this meant - thank you so very much XxOo
Well, thats my story and I'm so very fortunate to be here to share it with you. Stay safe people and rubber side down always hey!!
