It's been six month's since the bicycle crash. In the haze of the hospital, the thought was that I hit something in the road. In the clarity of time, it's clear that I was a victim of a hit and run. There was no way to explain the 6 fractures ribs in my upper left back. With a forward motion on an open road, the only explaination is a truck hitting me, holding on tight to the handlebars I fell to the left side for a good slide. During the slide, the helmet did the job of saving my life while did receive a severe concussion. My memory is black from the time that I left my house on the bike until around 3 o'clock in the afternoon as I came to in the ICU. The ribs healed fine aided by 3 titanium plates. The muscle, tendons, and skin from the surgery, the chest tube, the broken collar bone, are the lingering healing. Whether I regain all sensations on my side and left chest or not is still in question. The rotation of the shoulder is the last bit of rehab that wi
A librarian at a university research library enjoying life in motion like running, biking, gravel bike races, century rides, triathlons, motorcycles, plus hiking and camping with my wife and our two dogs. There may be reminisces from Chicago, Montreal and my new life at Baylor University in Waco, Texas.