I opened my eyes to see a clear blue sky and two men leaning over me to put a brace around my neck. I don’t know if I was already on the stretcher or if I was still on the pavement, but then there are plenty of things I don’t remember. As I would find out later, I had a brain injury.
Was I badly hurt, I asked. I felt as though someone had smashed a plank of wood across the left side of my face. The two men on either side of me carefully lifted my upper body to finish fitting the brace, giving me a view of my legs. I wiggled my left toes, which were more obliging than my lips. It couldn’t be that bad, I decided. My spinal cord still worked.
The man on my right – either an ambulance technician or a paramedic; I had no way of knowing – asked if I knew where I was. Was I … outside the Whole Foods? Did I know what happened, he asked. No. Wait … when the bronze car turned left in front of me, cutting me off, I hit the brakes on my bike. I remembered realising that it didn’t matter – I wouldn’t be able to stop in time. The next thing I remembered was the sky. I had been unconscious for about 15 minutes.
“She’s confused,” the guy on my right said to the guy on my left. I had hit my head, the maybe-paramedic told me. I had a concussion. It was a good thing I had been wearing my bike helmet. I think he said it then, but he might have said it later, in the ambulance, when he was removing my helmet. In any event, I was going to the hospital instead of my yoga class.
Source :- theguardian
Was I badly hurt, I asked. I felt as though someone had smashed a plank of wood across the left side of my face. The two men on either side of me carefully lifted my upper body to finish fitting the brace, giving me a view of my legs. I wiggled my left toes, which were more obliging than my lips. It couldn’t be that bad, I decided. My spinal cord still worked.
The man on my right – either an ambulance technician or a paramedic; I had no way of knowing – asked if I knew where I was. Was I … outside the Whole Foods? Did I know what happened, he asked. No. Wait … when the bronze car turned left in front of me, cutting me off, I hit the brakes on my bike. I remembered realising that it didn’t matter – I wouldn’t be able to stop in time. The next thing I remembered was the sky. I had been unconscious for about 15 minutes.
“She’s confused,” the guy on my right said to the guy on my left. I had hit my head, the maybe-paramedic told me. I had a concussion. It was a good thing I had been wearing my bike helmet. I think he said it then, but he might have said it later, in the ambulance, when he was removing my helmet. In any event, I was going to the hospital instead of my yoga class.
Source :- theguardian
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