I have never started a thread before but I have posted here and there and know many of you through these forums. I thought I would post this thread to help me get my head around this situation.

I was in an accident involving myself on my 79 Ironhead and a 51 year old women in a geo prism. I was travaling through an intersection going under an overpass when the prism ran a red light and our vehicles collided.
she was at fault and recieved a ticket. I went to the hospital for a 8 day visit.

It has now been eleven days since the accident. I am at home and have spent the last couple days putting my house back in order. House being a metaphor for my life both professional and private. I am walking with a cane and have a fresh new scar that runs from just above the inside of my right eye travaling at about a 45 degree angle crossing my eyebrow going to my hair line courtesy of a 95 geo prism driver door frame. But my pelvis is healing, I am breathing and still get to kiss my son goodnight.

I went to my friends Indy shop where my now wreaked Ironhead is and took a look at her. As I stared at her mangled frame the details of the accident hit me and I could hear the sounds of the impact and I could smell the gas and oil that flowed out of my bike like the vital fluids of a wounded friend. I stared for what seemed like an eternity until my brother placed a hand on my shoulder and asked if I was OK. I asked him for a screwdriver and removed the license plate from my sporty. We walked inside, sat down and passed a bowl around. I thought about the accident, my two year old son, family, friends everything. I admit it, I lost it. Now I didn't start whinning or sobbing or anything like that but the enormity of the situation hit me, The anxiety and fear that those close to me went through while I was in the hospital. The feeling of gratitude I feel to the universe for still being alive. As these feelings washed over me tears flowed out of my eyes and I lost it.

I decided then and there I will rebuild her. I bought her wrecked I will not give up on her. I have a long road of recovery and rebuilding ahead of me but at least I am still walking a road. I feel a better then when I started this post, at least my hands have stopped shaking. I should have titled it "It is not how many times you get knocked down. But how many times you get back up"

 

Glad it wasn't worse and good luck with your recovery.

 

Damn ! Good to be able to read your post . Get stronger .

 

J... you & I already talked... but I wanted to reiterate... it's o.k. to lose it at the appropriate time... & I would consider 8 days after the fact appropriate... Yes you were extremely lucky, but you kept your head when it counted... & that's all that the universe can ask...

 

Damn son! More power to you, you've got more spunk than me if you can rebuild that, good luck and hope you recover quickly.

 

Damn. Good luck on the continuing recovery and rebuilding.

 

Ata boy that's the spirit,.....keep your head on a swivel .

 

Been there, 10-15-01. I spent over a year in rehab thanks to a left turning Soccer Mom. Wasn't enough left of my '97 Ultra to rebuild, so got another one and got back in the wind,..... finally. It really took me almost 8 years to make it back to where I am now, but the waite was worth the pain. I just rode a 2900 mile round trip to NC last month, SOLO! MY FIRST ROAD TRIP SINCE 2001!................... Just hang in there and take things ONE day at a time. You'll be just fine!!

 

Wishing you all the best and a speedy recovery. You can't keep a good man down!

 

my friend losing it is perfectly fine, glad your on the mend.

once you have had a chance to go over her a bit and see what you need. looks liek i am gonna have a few spare parts and left overs from my build of " 'Rissa" so whatever ui have left consider it yours for the having. im to poor/broke to be able to help with any of the green stuff that goes in your wallet, but given the amount of good karma i have gotten from HDF members with my situation i would love to be able to pay at least a little bit forward