A week ago, on Sunday, I crashed hard while riding in traffic on Lake Shore path. Lots of runners and riders, stopping or slowing suddenly, I touched a wheel and couldn’t hang on to it. About 9:00 a.m. Landed hard on concrete, at about 10 to 15 mph. I was concious the whole time, but had to lie still at first. People came to my assistance, my companion came back around, and I sat up slowly. Serious abrasions on my right side, two around my elbow, all around the knee, and on the middle of the thigh. I got up, knocked my handlebars straight, and started riding. About a mile on from the crash site south of Fullerton, at the service booth, we planned to stop to put some air in her tire. Coming to a stop, I found I couldn’t use my right leg at all, and almost fell again trying to dismount. Finally we got me back on, and left the shore to find a service station for her tire. Riding sitting on the saddle feeling the shocks, unable to move the bike under me as usual. On a speed bump a couple of miles later, I found I could stand a bit with the left foot forward and right to the rear, so I was riding ok. I creaked to a stop at the station we finally found, putting a toe down and standing with the tube between my legs. Able to ride fine, my friend helped me up my back porch after we got to my house, because I found I could only walk with great difficulty.
So my son found the parts for me to make a respectable cane, and with it I moved around ok but with difficulty. Went out to dinner that evening with a large family group, sitting in one place for several hours. Found I could barely move at all on getting up, and got up the steps after being left off with very slow moves and assistance. Spent Monday and Tuesday mostly lying on my bed, and felt a lot better and more mobile, so that I went in by Wednesday, with the cane. Felt better every day, walked better without the cane by Thursday. An ache now and then when I forgot myself, such as when I saw a parking space and tried to hop in the car for it, with the usual lunging action. Ouch!
Today, a major relapse: after a day working around the house, I was getting dressed to go in when I lifted my leg to put my pants on, and the pain was suddenly intense, as bad as it had ever been. I called around and made arrangements for a friend to take me to the emergency room. My wife arrived from work before I was seen. The consensus was that I’ve got damage to the cartilage along my right femur, which was bolstered by an x-ray showing no breaks. It’ll heal fine as it was doing until I pushed too far too fast. So for the next few days, as little movement as possible, and after that use the cane as much as I can, to keep it unloaded as long as possible. I’m not nearly back, as I thought I was, but at least it’s simple and not likely to last long or be permanent in any way.