Adventures (today)
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kayreLast night I made arrangements for my husband to leave me his SUV, with bike rack on, so I could go riding a new stretch of bike trail. This morning-- can't find my SUV keys, so I went out on the close-by trail instead. Had a lovely time spinning around, 8.5 miles... and then, on a downhill stretch, hit a large bump and lost control. Obstacles on this path are supposed to be painted, and this one had been, but was very faded. Went down hard on my right side, but don't seem to have hit my head; need to check my helmet for scrapes (in which case I will replace it).
Found my glasses and sunglasses, both undamaged, did a quick self-assess. Not dizzy, no extreme pain, but lots of scrapes, and my right elbow bleeding rather impressively. Luckily I had carried more water than usual, so hosed off all the wounds quickly, then wrapped the elbow. Called hubby for a ride home. While I waited, peeked at the elbow, and realized it needed to be cleaned out by a professional, at least, so called my doctor. (Also assessed my bike-- wrenched the handlebars sideways, and bent my basket frame so that it interferes with front wheel. Looks like wheel itself might be okay.)
Doctor said come right in. We stopped at home, where I changed out of my gory shirt, and hubby covered the wound and strapped on a cold pack for me, as it was hurting quite a lot. He went back to work, I drove myself to the doctor (not very far). When the doctor unwrapped it, her eyes got a bit big, and she looked worried. She numbed it, irrigated it, picked out some of the debris, and then said "have you ever seen a plastic surgeon?" Well, I hadn't before, but 20 minutes later I did! The surgeon removed the new bandage, and smiled and said "I love this stuff!" He also checked my other wounds, which GP hadn't done, and cleaned up my bloody toe.
He went to work, more lidocaine and irrigation and tweezers, and then six stitches. The cut is apparently fairly deep, and about 1/4 inch from bone, so I'm glad I went in. Afterwards I grabbed some lunch, as it was 7 hours since breakfast, did some hasty grocery shopping (including a BIG tube of neosporin + pain relief) and came home. Now quite achy, watching bruises bloom, and trying to find out where my electronically sent antibiotics prescription went, as 'to my pharmacy' seems to not be the answer.
All in all, I'm very lucky-- no concussion, nothing broken (including glasses), nothing that will interfere with playing. I will probably have a scar, and will not bother about it; the plastic surgery part was reconstructive, not cosmetic. I was wearing a helmet and gloves, as I always do.
Found my glasses and sunglasses, both undamaged, did a quick self-assess. Not dizzy, no extreme pain, but lots of scrapes, and my right elbow bleeding rather impressively. Luckily I had carried more water than usual, so hosed off all the wounds quickly, then wrapped the elbow. Called hubby for a ride home. While I waited, peeked at the elbow, and realized it needed to be cleaned out by a professional, at least, so called my doctor. (Also assessed my bike-- wrenched the handlebars sideways, and bent my basket frame so that it interferes with front wheel. Looks like wheel itself might be okay.)
Doctor said come right in. We stopped at home, where I changed out of my gory shirt, and hubby covered the wound and strapped on a cold pack for me, as it was hurting quite a lot. He went back to work, I drove myself to the doctor (not very far). When the doctor unwrapped it, her eyes got a bit big, and she looked worried. She numbed it, irrigated it, picked out some of the debris, and then said "have you ever seen a plastic surgeon?" Well, I hadn't before, but 20 minutes later I did! The surgeon removed the new bandage, and smiled and said "I love this stuff!" He also checked my other wounds, which GP hadn't done, and cleaned up my bloody toe.
He went to work, more lidocaine and irrigation and tweezers, and then six stitches. The cut is apparently fairly deep, and about 1/4 inch from bone, so I'm glad I went in. Afterwards I grabbed some lunch, as it was 7 hours since breakfast, did some hasty grocery shopping (including a BIG tube of neosporin + pain relief) and came home. Now quite achy, watching bruises bloom, and trying to find out where my electronically sent antibiotics prescription went, as 'to my pharmacy' seems to not be the answer.
All in all, I'm very lucky-- no concussion, nothing broken (including glasses), nothing that will interfere with playing. I will probably have a scar, and will not bother about it; the plastic surgery part was reconstructive, not cosmetic. I was wearing a helmet and gloves, as I always do.
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Date: 2015-05-25 07:11 pm (UTC)