Today was a sad day. We got a late start from Port Stanley, because our front tire got flat over night. About 15 miles into our day, we were going down a large hill, when a car, most likely traveling at about 25-30 miles an hour, hit us from the side when we were making a left hand turn. We both flew off the bike, I was actually hit by the car and landed on the pavement. Zach got up and was able to walk around, just twisting his leg a little. I had to stay on the ground because the people on the scene thought I hurt my neck and spine. After minutes if pain, I was put into an ambulance and brought to the nearest hospital. I had x-rays take of my knee, spine, and left shoulder. After reviewing them, the doctor concluded that I had separated my shoulder. My clavicle, when you look in a mirror (or an x-ray) is sticking up against my skin, disconnected from my scapula. I cannot bike, or swim anytime soon and as far as the bike, it’s not rideable. I am incredibly disappointed about the extreme halt this was in such an amazing adventure which is why I have told Zach that we are not about to stop. We are planning on continuing the trip, finding rides we can, or taking buses, and trying to make our way to Maine and back. We can still go see the YMCAs and see their camp kids and stress how important exercise is in all of our lives. A lovely family opened up their home to me and Zach for a couple days so we can get our bearings and then we will try to move on. I feel so bad that I have to tell you guys that our bike trip is done, but I am pleased to remind you that I need to be back in Duluth August first, and until we state otherwise, the adventures don’t stop until then. I hope that everyone is having a wonderful day and this would be a great time for me to stress the importance of helmets. Also, if you have any questions whatsoever about anything, please email me them at firstname.lastname@example.org. I will do my best to answer them as soon as possible.
Here are some pictures.
Me in the ambulance. They key to feeling better is a smile.
Here is a picture of the x-ray of my separated shoulder. It looks way scarier in person.