I was knocked off my bike by a van that didn't stop
10 miles from home so I rode home anyway. My right ankle is fucked as is my rear derailleur and my right arse cheek is gravel rashed. He didn't stop and I didn't get anymore than blue van as a description. I'm currently sitting with a red wine pain killer with my foot elevated with my wife tutting claiming I should go for xrays. Bugger that, I know for a fact they don't do xrays after 4pm at my local hospital and I'd rather stay here all night than wait there until morning. I reckon I'm ok though, it only hurts if I move it plus I managed 10 miles on it. Steak with mushrooms for supper!
( Peej, Wed 12 Oct 2011, 19:47, 7 replies, latest was 14 years ago)

Bugger : (

( girlinthehole, Wed 12 Oct 2011, 19:48, Reply)

Fuck me, that's rough.
Have you called NHS Direct? They could tell you whether it's worth going to Casualty.
( b3th Not shit. Not mod., Wed 12 Oct 2011, 19:50, Reply)

this^^
that sucks
( Citizen Cavy Admires your passion for conformity, Wed 12 Oct 2011, 20:24, Reply)

That sounds harsh as fuck
You will either be fine or wake up feeling like you just trod in alligator.

Click for the amount of times fucktards have nearly run me off the road.
( willenium Fist bump for verification, Wed 12 Oct 2011, 19:51, Reply)

Yeah sorry about that, no insurance and I'd been down the juicer since 12
Get well soon xxx
( Light In Chains maker of the ikea sofa, Wed 12 Oct 2011, 19:53, Reply)

Ouch.

( Fucking hell Jeff I am not a robot, Wed 12 Oct 2011, 20:11, Reply)

Generic reply
Thanks guys. I'm sure I will be fine. If its still like this in the morning I will give the NHS Direct a call. Rory, you made me laugh. Thanks, I genuinely needed one.
( Peej, Wed 12 Oct 2011, 20:58, Reply)

Oh dude, that' fucking nasty.

( G/PP 💩💩💩💩💩&#128, Wed 12 Oct 2011, 21:30, Reply)