In November 2002, to not get rearended and squashed between a pickup and another car, I gunned my bike, and accelerated into the middle lane just over a small hill. The truck I was told, stopped about 2 feet from the back end of the car I was behind. They would have killed me. When I swerved to get in the middle lane, then hit the brakes to stop, my bike high sided and threw me off. The police report said I was 30 feet from the bike, luckily enough people stopped so no one ran over me. I hit on my left side. I hit a glancing blow with the left side of my helmet. Photo of my helmet in pages back several pages. It was a glanching blow. That is the only reason I did not break my neck. My left shoulder hit next, then my left knee. There is a 4 square inch hole in the left side of my helmet. When my brain smashed into my skull, it damaged my short term memory. Also I have inner ear damage, when my eyes are closed, I cannot control if I am standing straight. The jerk that caused the accident left. Never caught. The next day when I was awake, I forgive them. They panicked and left, thinking I was dead. I beat death again!! Eight days later I rode the iron horse again, and still do. If it does not kill you, it makes you tougher, life is not easy, only the strong survive.
Three years ago we adopted Sophie, Beagle-Collie, for : lloydsrides.org : One and one half years ago we adopted Buddy Hollie, a shitzu. Yes, he lets us presents on the carpet, that is why they are called a shitzu! Last Tuesday we noticed buddy was tilting his head, and his eyes kept moving left and right. He had trouble walking with his back legs. His back end would wobble, and he would fall hind end first. Mary and I married 47 years. We both 70, fixed income. But this is a family member. We saw the Doctor twice. Close to $400. Buddy had a mini-stroke in his inner ear. That is same problem I have. I had my left shoulder and left knee replaced from the accident. I had to pay what my insurance co-pay did not pay. I got nothing for my damage, never found the jerk. I am now on medication to help with my balance. I take more meds to supply more blood for the damaged short memory left brain damage.
If I held a grudge, it would hurt me, not the jerk. That person must live with severely damaging and almost killing another person and running away, it has changed my life. Yes, it made more happy with my life. I survived again. My 4 grandchildren have their BAA-BAA to SPOIL them ROTTEN! Mary still has me to yell at when I do something dumb. My computer Queen has to answer my dumb questions. My medicine for short term memory helps, it takes a couple minutes of thinking, but about 75% of the time I can remember what I wanted. The medicine for balance helps slowly. The other week at Church I picked up a cup full of coffee off the counter, lost my balance and spilled it all over the counter. They cleaned it up. I have not got a coffee in the last 3 weeks, there!!
Like Father, LIKE daughter and sons. Our 3 kids are all working in great places. Our Daughter works helping paraplegic patients in their homes. Our second born, our son, just got his Doctorate for child Autism, he works from home, for an Autism think tank. Our last born, a son, works at UCLA Ronald Reagan Hospital in Los Angeles in the Clergy Department. Last Christmas he face-timed with Mary on Christmas Day. Mary asked him what they did do Christmas Day. It was 10 degrees here. He said June-Bug his beagle and he were at the beach, but it was 80 degrees, they did not stay long. Mary told me I was right, Jeff and June-Bug will not move back to Pennsylvania, it never snows, or rains in southern California like the song says.
I am sorry if I made any grammar mistakes. I am manic- depressive, have ADHD and several other weird diseases. Mary is going to donate my body to science when I die. She was a Charge Registered Nurse 52 years. She said with my weird brain, studying why I have all these things might make finding something to help others that they may not have to deal with what my brain does. My mind goes 100,000,000 miles per second.
Mary was delivering babies when we got married in 1972. 1 1/2 years ago she quit as night Charge RN at a retirement home. An RN must pronounce people dead, call the funeral home, do the paper work and help load the cadaver in the gray Astro van. We bought a gray Astro Van in 2010 from the local Chevy dealer. When we did the paper work I saw it was traded by Buch Funeral Home, Manheim. I told Mary who had it. The first thing she said, I put a lot of dead people in this van. Luckily she did not have a problem with a van used for the person's second to last ride. She puts up with me, THAT is more scary for her. LOL
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