Sorry to be so late in getting back to you all but I fel like I 've beed eaten by a bobcat and **** off a cliff. And then to top it off when I came to I found out I was accountant. Some damn nightmares are just too real.
First, I can't even begin to thank those who assisted in my recovery in some fashion or another. Especially Smitty. Is there a better man on earth. I nominate him for the "Mother Theresa in wolfs clothing" award of the year.
A lot of the early part is just a haze as I was too busy taking a nap to be bothered with all this calling the first responders and cleaning up the wreck site. The only thing that I can think happened is that I dozed off. All I can remember is seeing the side of the road and the tire going off and then waking up in a daze with all of these "legs" around me and people saying "stay down" - sure, lets all gang up on the broken down old guy. Damn bunch of wimps. Pick on somebody who can fight back.
I was transported to Doniphan and subjected to some "wrasslin matches" getting my gear off and then they called in the big boys and sent me to Poplar Bluff were they stuck a tube in my chest for a punctured lung. I arrived there Sat. afternoon and was there until Weds about 6:30 when Smitty hauled me to Springfield, MO, about 200 miles, where a Kansas City friend took over and finished the ride getting home at almost 2 am Thurs. morning.
I have had a lot of thoughts about this and one of the first things that came to mind when Smitty said that the FJR should be totalled was that now I would use the proceeds to get the KTM 990. When I am healthier I will post more.
Sorry too have been the speed bump in this otherwise great ride.
To everyone for their thoughts, phone calls, assistance, etc. thank you doesn't even come close to repayment for your aid, unless you want one perfectly round FJR with all of those unstreamlined parts that just got in the way smoothed off.
One thing kind of funny, I had the room by myself until Weds about lunch time when they brought in a man of a much lesser economic and educational background. I couldn't see very well but he looked to be close to my age (60). The doctor was giving a quick visual going over and asked
D - how old are you?
P - 26
D - how tall are you?
P - 5'8"
D - how much do you weigh?
P - over 300
D - what happend for you to be here?
P- I was in the kitchen this morning eating a "chicken neck bone and a piece of pie"
Patient had gall stones and was going to have to have his gall bladder removed. He had three or four similarly shaped women with him and I swear they were going to have a revival there. Smitty to the rescue
Thanks again to everyone. Just like Douglas MacArthhur, or was it Ahhnold that said "catch you on the flip flip floppin when the flip flip floppins quit flop flop floppin along"
Chester
