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Story:
Few weeks back I had to have an emergency appendectomy. Healing sucked. Kept me from working on the bike for a few days, and from test riding it for a few weeks. I finally healed fully the end of last week, or at least was in good enough shape to finish up the bike to where I could test ride her. So this weekend I ties up a few loose ends to get her going and took her out for a few spins to see what I was working with...recent maiden* voyage seen below:
All is well and good, I'm happy my bike is running well, and she's loud as hell with just the headers, my new home made seat feels great, suspension feels tight...etc.
Well yesterday I spent all day cleaning, my house in hopes to finish up early enough to go to the rock gym and do some climbing. I the afternoon, about 3pm, right when I finish cleaning about to lay down for a rest my sister in law knocks on my door...She needs me to help break into her car because her kids are inside, car is off, it's hot and the key is locked in there as well. Wind blew the front door shut and she didn't notice right when she finished buckling my niece in to her baby seat. So I spend about ten minutes trying to break in with some various tools that aren't helping much, when I see the kids sweating pretty bad. They are under 1 year old and just under 3 respectively. So I'm really worried, my sister in law is freaking out. I grab a hammer and try to break the front passenger window. Took 8! really hard swings and didn't crack. So for number 9 I decide to give it my all...swing and crash the window breaks with the hammer...and my hand following through. Glass penetrates deep into three of my knuckles and also in between my thumb and index finger. I hide my hand from the kids but I'm spouting like a fountain. I don't feel much pain in my hand due to a previous glass experience that cut some nerves and required 15 stitches about 12 years ago.
My fiancé calls her boss, a doctor, he meets us at his office, cleans my wounds and stitches me up (three stitches without lidocaine because he didn't think I needed as many...though offered to give me the shot where I just said go for it.) So after working on my bike for three months and finally getting her good...I can't ride again due to medical emergency...nor can I rock climb, something I love to do. I'm pissed. That is all. (No pics of the hand unfortunately.)
Story:
Few weeks back I had to have an emergency appendectomy. Healing sucked. Kept me from working on the bike for a few days, and from test riding it for a few weeks. I finally healed fully the end of last week, or at least was in good enough shape to finish up the bike to where I could test ride her. So this weekend I ties up a few loose ends to get her going and took her out for a few spins to see what I was working with...recent maiden* voyage seen below:
All is well and good, I'm happy my bike is running well, and she's loud as hell with just the headers, my new home made seat feels great, suspension feels tight...etc.
Well yesterday I spent all day cleaning, my house in hopes to finish up early enough to go to the rock gym and do some climbing. I the afternoon, about 3pm, right when I finish cleaning about to lay down for a rest my sister in law knocks on my door...She needs me to help break into her car because her kids are inside, car is off, it's hot and the key is locked in there as well. Wind blew the front door shut and she didn't notice right when she finished buckling my niece in to her baby seat. So I spend about ten minutes trying to break in with some various tools that aren't helping much, when I see the kids sweating pretty bad. They are under 1 year old and just under 3 respectively. So I'm really worried, my sister in law is freaking out. I grab a hammer and try to break the front passenger window. Took 8! really hard swings and didn't crack. So for number 9 I decide to give it my all...swing and crash the window breaks with the hammer...and my hand following through. Glass penetrates deep into three of my knuckles and also in between my thumb and index finger. I hide my hand from the kids but I'm spouting like a fountain. I don't feel much pain in my hand due to a previous glass experience that cut some nerves and required 15 stitches about 12 years ago.
My fiancé calls her boss, a doctor, he meets us at his office, cleans my wounds and stitches me up (three stitches without lidocaine because he didn't think I needed as many...though offered to give me the shot where I just said go for it.) So after working on my bike for three months and finally getting her good...I can't ride again due to medical emergency...nor can I rock climb, something I love to do. I'm pissed. That is all. (No pics of the hand unfortunately.)
