As for pain pills, I'm allergic to almost all that could have helped so when they stitched me up they had numbed it to scrub it out but otherwise I can only have Advil, Tylonol or asprin. So...When they asked if I wanted something for the pain to go home, I was thinking that it hurts, but I can make it home and take some Advil only half an hour from home...NOT! Oh man! Every angry nerve that got scoured with gauze came searing back into hot fury and hurt like crazy! I actually cried! I joked that my pride was more hurt than anything, so obviously my sense of humor was only minimally bruised in all of this too.
Anyone else that goes down, when the doc asks if you want something for pain, you should always say YES! I'm limited to high doses of Tylenol and Advil to get through this, which is not fun, but it sure keeps me from over pushing through the injury. It hurts, and I stop...pretty simple.
I know it is "just a bike" but there is so much to that bike that it feels like an extension of me! I feel like I need to tell her I am sorry I let her down like that. Good thing is, the insurance calls it not at fault accident and the Jerk got away, so I have to pay the 500 dollar deductible to fix the bike. The insurance is going to tow my bike to Cascade Moto Classics and have the adjuster look it over. I don't see how they could total it, and they said I just have to pay the shop the deductible when it is fixed.
As for my guys at work, they care about me, and that is how we all are to joke through rough times. I even cracked jokes while in the hospital. The Nurse was saying this is bad, but it is just one of those bumps in life...I immediately shot back, yep, "Yes, I WAS that bump in the road!" Pretty typical of me...sometimes I don't know HOW Soren puts up with me...although he is much like me too.
