Bike accident
Man am I beat. I was riding my motor scooter along 22nd. The guys in the car next to me were fooling around distracting me when the guy in front, after picking up speed, had to ram his brakes on for someone turning into the parking lot. Bam. I smashed off my front fender and misaligned my forks, busted the mirror and my knee. Apparently, and EMT witnessing says I hit my head but the helmet did it's job so I never felt it. I was rolling off in a judo roll when it happened too. My leathers really saved my skin and clothes but my knee took a bad whack with minor abrasion, and it's going to swell up like a purple grapefruit. I tried calling CAA when I discovered the forks were broken. First the computer kept not hearing me over the wind on my cell phone and my cheek kept pressing numbers on the screen. So then I got a human on the second call and she wouldn't just send a tow, had to get my license (never gave it) and my name, and are there police and have you reported to SGI. Well the guy I hit had no damage and I am never going to make a claim again after the last experience. This time also it was my fault because I was following too close and paying too little attention. Could I have helped that? Don't know, because I clearly didn't. However, it would result in a penalty as well as totalling my bike permanently, cancelling the plate, and giving me nothing because the bike is worth less than the deductible. Why on earth would I claim? Cost me more after a claim than it would if I fix it myself.
Yeah, I resent the whole business.
So here I am, beat emotionally, exhausted from the shock and stress, $96 poorer and none of the groceries I was picking up because I spent the money on a tow truck.
On top of that, nobody to cuddle me or soothe me and when I finally tell Dan about today, nothing but scolding and more disrespect and he'll bring it up for the rest of our lives as proof that I'm lesser in whatever way he wishes to prove that day.
God I hate my marriage.
If only I knew where to take a bike for repair. I can't fix this damage myself. I have two bikes I can't use now. One with bent frame, one with clogged carbuerator and unless I learn to fix them myself, they're dead in the water and worthless. I just feel so low right now.
Yeah, I resent the whole business.
So here I am, beat emotionally, exhausted from the shock and stress, $96 poorer and none of the groceries I was picking up because I spent the money on a tow truck.
On top of that, nobody to cuddle me or soothe me and when I finally tell Dan about today, nothing but scolding and more disrespect and he'll bring it up for the rest of our lives as proof that I'm lesser in whatever way he wishes to prove that day.
God I hate my marriage.
If only I knew where to take a bike for repair. I can't fix this damage myself. I have two bikes I can't use now. One with bent frame, one with clogged carbuerator and unless I learn to fix them myself, they're dead in the water and worthless. I just feel so low right now.