Posted July 11, 2012, these individual Facebook comments were dated as they happened. At the time, I had no idea how severe the injury would eventually prove to be.
A major life event happened to me in June of 2011 when a car hit my bicycle. Initially, I was not aware of the extent of the damage; however since the accident, I have continued declining. As I "recover" from old symptoms, new symptoms continue to take their place. In spite of the advice from medical professionals, I continue to hope for a full recovery.
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Friday, June 24, 2011
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Bicycle crash location and description
4-way intersection Harrison and Plum
(This entry was written May 27th, almost a year after the accident it describes)
I hesitate to comment about my accident because I don't remember the accident, and my disconnected recollected images don't match the reports of witnesses. A version of the police report with names redacted can be viewed at http://bit.ly/LsPab7. Since I don't remember the accident, this report provides the only objective information I have about it. Whenever I have been asked what happened in the accident, I repeat what is in this report, but truthfully, I don't trust the report because it contradicts my recollections.
On the other hand, I don't trust my recollections either. My "recollections" are not in the form of a clear memory. They take the form of a series of disconnected images that may have been dreams. My only reliable memories are that I was in a hurry to ride across town, pick up the car my daughter had driven to work, use the car to drive my son home from work, and then return the car. I also clearly recall a moment in which an ambulance technician informed me that I had been in an accident, and that I was about to be loaded onto an ambulance. I think he may have asked some questions also, but I don't recall.
Witnesses say the car that hit me was coming from the North. I know (from the purpose and urgency of the trip) that I was headed East on Harrison.
I seem to recall a policeman interviewing me at the hospital. The policeman seemed to believe I had been riding South on Plum street. He kept asking whether I was riding on Plum street rather than Harrison as I had reported. It seemed he was attempting to resolve a conflict. I did not recall getting hit, but I clearly recalled my point of origin, and the purpose of my trip. No other direction of travel would have made sense. I was definitely headed East on Harrison, although I may have turned South suddenly to avoid the accident.
One of my broken, disconnected recollections of the accident was of seeing a North-bound person sitting at the intersection of Harrison and Plum with a horrified look on her face, and looking my direction. I remember wondering why she was concerned....
(This entry was written May 27th, almost a year after the accident it describes)
This is an image of the intersection where I was hit by a car June 23, 2011. Based on the number of accidents here, apparently this is a dangerous intersection, yet the view is wide open from all directions. North-South traffic is required to stop. East-West traffic does not stop.
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On the other hand, I don't trust my recollections either. My "recollections" are not in the form of a clear memory. They take the form of a series of disconnected images that may have been dreams. My only reliable memories are that I was in a hurry to ride across town, pick up the car my daughter had driven to work, use the car to drive my son home from work, and then return the car. I also clearly recall a moment in which an ambulance technician informed me that I had been in an accident, and that I was about to be loaded onto an ambulance. I think he may have asked some questions also, but I don't recall.
Witnesses say the car that hit me was coming from the North. I know (from the purpose and urgency of the trip) that I was headed East on Harrison.
I seem to recall a policeman interviewing me at the hospital. The policeman seemed to believe I had been riding South on Plum street. He kept asking whether I was riding on Plum street rather than Harrison as I had reported. It seemed he was attempting to resolve a conflict. I did not recall getting hit, but I clearly recalled my point of origin, and the purpose of my trip. No other direction of travel would have made sense. I was definitely headed East on Harrison, although I may have turned South suddenly to avoid the accident.
One of my broken, disconnected recollections of the accident was of seeing a North-bound person sitting at the intersection of Harrison and Plum with a horrified look on her face, and looking my direction. I remember wondering why she was concerned....
Bicyclist's view of the intersection of Harrison and Plum. Notice how open the view is for a South-bound traveler. Notice there are no stop signs facing East-West travelers.
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