Hey Jason,
Your stories brought back old memories (ha ha memories) for me! About maybe 6 years ago was biking home from tennis, was approaching a red light as I approached a 4 lane busy street. Next thing I know, I was walking my bike on the sidewalk past the intersection. I could feel I had a seizure (almost always complex partials), wondered how I got from the street to the sidewalk. Put down the kick stand to see if I could see any scratches on me. I sure was really scratched up, big time! Also notice my front rim was all bent up, with the tube flat. Walked about 1/2 mile to get home, put my bike away, took a shower feeling my shoulder a little stiff. It got stiffer, took a nap and when I woke up my shoulder was really swelling! Got a ride the ER and quickly found out I broke my left shoulder. Found out after tests the I shattered my left collar bone into 3 pieces! The next day I was extremely happy while thinking with my arm in a sling. I thought about that being the first ever breaking a bone from a seizure. In ways I felt so lucky to have gone about 28 years with uncontrolled seizures and never breaking a bone (smile)! Oh well, that's life I guess (smile)! Hey Jason, you will recover and be able to get back on the bike! Make sure you wear a bike helmet! I learned the hard way to wear one all the time. Since that accident have worn a helmet whenever out biking! Take care, keep a smile on your face! GO BEARS GO! T-minus 5 minutes to kick off!
Steve
--- In epilepsy@yahoogroup
>
> I was riding home on Stevens Creek Boulevard in Cupertino (driving past the
> Apple Campus in fact) and remember thinking, oooh, when you see an aura like
> this you'd better get off the bike, you a-hole, right now...
>
> and then the next thing I remember, I was getting up off the ground,
> standing the bike up, after some struggle, and some dude on the sidewalk
> asked "are you alright?" I said yeah, I was fine... although the damage to
> the bike meant I had to walk it home. The front tire had a hole blown right
> through it. And the handlebars were bent.
>
> "I have to walk this thing home and go to sleep," I said, "but I live close
> to here." Sort of.
>
> I walked the bike across Sunnyvale (a nice suburban hell) and first I walked
> a mile in the wrong way and hit Stelling (wrong way)... which really pizzed
> me off. I hate doing stupid things doing seizures. So I did a U-turn and
> traced back the mile, then continued for four miles, across each mile
> marker: DeAnza Blvd., Wolfe Blvd., Lawrence Expressway..
> incredibly happy to get home.
>
> I stayed home on one day but felt it necessary to come in to work on Friday
> to
> - finish up some loose ends that people were counting on me for
> - show off my horrible wounds to get unspoken conversation going about how
> bad everyone feels for me and how I must be incredibly tough
>
> -Jason
>
>
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