Yep, would you adam n eve it.....
Minding me own business, 8.30am on my way to work. Turning right into The Strand heading towards Parnell Rise. See a queue of cars waiting to turn right into Gladstone Rd and as I get close........fucking BOOM......chick in blue cage goes to turn right across me. Bike goes down under the car, I go flying over the boot and smack down on the other side.
Fucking ooooouuuccchhhh.........left leg fucked, right shoulder fucked, right knee burggered and LH ring finger dislocated with fragments of bone floating around in my fucking hand.
I'm effing and blinding at the stupid twat who has nearly killed me to save 5 minutes off their precious work journey and I can hear her saying "i'm so sorry. Im so Sorry".
Anyway, really nice people talking to me now as I am lying on the road, my head not hurt and back feels ok, just the rest of me in a state.
Ambos turn up, fucking legends, the main guy is a biker, great geezer, laughter all the way to Auckland Hopital.
So, in A&E with tubes, probes and stringes sticking out of me and the girls go to work on a fat bloke. Confirm that i have no major breaks, just bashed up. The left hand is fucked though.
Cops in next, take my statement, I'm in Disneyland with the drugs and the pain but they tell me my story stacks up with the other statements, clearly not my fault as I was not speeding (40kms tops, just out of a bend at the lights), fully visible and in the correct road location for optimum view for myself and other drivers.....apart from one.....
Then, nursey has a look at my ring finger, 3 x rays later and it has been ripped away tearing tendons and leaving fractured bone behind. They refer me out to Middlemore so Mrs Max takes me along and I settle in for a long wait......but I'm walking and talking (just)
6 hours in Middlemore, finger reset and in a steel splint with the promise of surgery either Tuesday or Wednesday, but at least I get to go home and can write this.......14 hours after the event.
My bike, well, thats in the towies and I shall be sorting that out with insurance etc tomorrow. The cops say my front forks are rooted but the rest is superficial, all insured so thats ok. They had to cut my bike jacket off and I need a new lid but fuck me they saved me.
Moving forward, no bike or guitar for 6 weeks at least as left hand out of action, but I reckon I'm lucky.
Thanks to the nurses, docs, ambos and orderly’s at Auckland & Middlemore. You are fucking legends. Thanks to those great everyday peeps who stopped to look after me while I was lying in the road. Thanks to Mom and Maha for spotting via text that I can bounce.
And to you, the blind fucking cager on The Strand at 8.30am this morning........you can guess what I shall be dedicating to you tomorrow morning before it heads off to the treatment plant…..
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