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and why my accident happened and the injuries...
I misjudged a
bend at very high speed on a motorcycle partly because the verge marker posts at the edge of the road were gone,
Rotted away. Partly because the chevrons that should warn of tight left hand bend had
previously been knocked down and put back up too far around the corner meaning I
wasn't able to see them until it was too late. This was
because it was easier for them than digging the old concrete foundations out I suppose.
And partly because I was having a lot of fun on big
seriously tuned bikes for about 20 years. Looking back it
was inevitable. I just didn't see that at the time though.
When your number's up then that's it!
because the hedgerows were overgrown - obscuring the upcoming signs and the
severity of the bend further still... And
because I was unlucky because the triangular warning sign of "tight bend" was
also obscured by a van pulling out of a lay-by on the left side of the road just before it
which also distracted me and prevented my full concentration on the bend ahead.
Either way I was convinced it was a "high speed"
bend so I didn't slow down... And I was going way too fast.
All the normal subconscious signals that
tell you to slow down - learned through years of
riding big bikes and car driving - were obscured one way or
another. And because I was going too fast of
course! All of these things together conspired
to have me heading straight on at a bend that initially
looked pretty shallow and not severe enough to slow
down for by very much. And I would have needed
to slow down rather a lot...
I started to
brake really hard on the straight for maybe two full seconds and pulled across towards the centre
of the road to allow me to go in wide and "straighten out the bend" so to speak.
Then as I lean in and look for the apex and start to start to corner fairly hard
I see that it tightens up hugely a few yards in! Oops Now I am going
massively too fast for this now really tight slow left hand corner.
We drive on
the left in this country. Not wanting to go wide
onto to opposite side of the road and meet something coming the opposite
direction I elect to go for a gap in the hedges that looks like a "flat" escape
route into a field. So I straighten up and aim for the cheapest softest
safest option at the time and have now got little room to brake. Expecting a
slightly bumpy ride into a field I stand up on the foot pegs.
Anyway I hit the
opposite bank of a huge but hidden ditch. It was directly across my
path. And huge. The long grass both in it, and in front
of it, made it invisible until I hit it at a very good speed. I never saw
it coming and was in fact looking much further ahead at the gap in the hedges
and the field. The bike flipped
upwards and over backwards bouncing off the opposite bank. I went from
unknown but fairly high speed to zero. At this point my legs went under
the bars, my head smashed into the front wheel and my back and neck and right femur was broken and the lights all went out...
I was thrown
into the bottom of the ditch and bent flying 500lb hot and very hard 1200cc bike landed rather heavily
on top of
me after falling from about eight feet in the air...
At that point I was unconscious. I came too for a few minutes while my mates
were trying to get the bike off me with a fork lift truck borrowed from a nearby farm.
I could hear the rescue helicopter coming in to land in a nearby field. Nothing hurt. I wasn't very
conscious. I remember bits of being examined and struggling to breathe. I
remember someone saying doesn't that hurt? Pointing to my leg. It was my
thigh. Femur. Broken rather badly with the bone sticking in the ditch mud and my
leg shaped like a Z. Couldn't feel that. I remember being stuck in the
helicopter and being given oxygen and that's about all I remember.
Apparently I had a
chest/lungs full of blood, all my ribs broken (in many places from the bike landing on
me and the crush) they were trying to stick tubes into my chest to drain the
blood that was causing my collapsed lungs (gallons drained over six weeks) and
they were sitting me up to do so in the
nearest casualty which was in Lincoln.
Apparently I wasn't
very keen and caused rather a fight/battle! Don't remember myself but I spent
the next six weeks in a coma (partly Opium based drug induced to save shock and
multiple organ failure). They were literally pouring blood , plasma, odd
white food liquid, as well as antibiotics and tons of other chemicals
continually by tubes.
I had tubes in every orifice, including my nose (stomach)
and all the other places you can imagine and then some! As well as oxygen, machines that beep
all the time, It was like a bad trip, A kind of confusing long nightmare
for weeks at a time. A nightmare where I couldn't understand
where I was or what was happening. My lungs were full of fluid and breathing and
choking were the same thing. It was dark/light/dark in sudden spasms. Absolutely
no sense of time or reality. One of the chemicals was an opium based drug
controlled by a machine. I had broken neck (no spinal cord injury here) broken
back with full spinal cord injury here meaning complete paralysis from chest down
with all the toilet, and other problems that causes!
Even during the times of
consciousness I couldn't speak because of oxygen mask, and tracheotomy (an extra
hole in my throat I never used to have for draining fluid out of my lungs every
20 mins so I didn't quite drown). Also had an operation on my bowels caused by a
blockage caused by a doctor that didn't know enough who fed me... and broken
toes etc. And a huge metal bar in my right femur. (6 hour operation). I
have had better days.
6 week period I
was stable so they shipped me to a special spinal injuries unit where you go
through a full years production line style recovery. Before coming to terms with
all the problems life now has. Anyway it was an experience I
could have done without! But hey, shit happens doesn't it...
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