This last week it has really caused me some grief - for no reason which is annoying.
I know that I am lucky to be alive, let alone walking, let alone symptom free most of the time. So overall I am very thankful - just occasionally I get to screaming!!
Lets start at the beginning ... as the song says - "A very good place to start"
It was back in June 1982 ... 2 days before my 21st birthday, when I was at college in central London. There was an underground strike on, so I used to catch the main-line train from where I lived in Upminster to Fenchurch Street station and then cycle to Trafalgar Square.
That was Ok on day 1 ... day 2 as I was cycling back along the Embankment, a taxi came from a left turning and turned (through red traffic lights) straight onto me. He, at the time, admitted to doing over 40 mph. Fortunately for me I had previously done 7 years of judo - and there is one thing you learn ... How to fall!
So - I literally walked into the ambulance that had been called, although I later found out I had been unconscious for a few minutes. By the time I got to Barts Hospital, my right leg was numb - but nothing else really to notice, other than a graze on my left ankle. The ambulance men had sung "Happy Birthday" to me - so that was good.
Sadly the hospiteal was busy - so a "silly student" who had got herself run over at lunchtime was the least of their worries! They told me I was OK and dressed the graze and sent me home!
2 days later (my 21st) i went into college again as I had an exam. I think my friends thought that I had jumped in front of the taxi to avoid getting the bumps!! They were also used to the fact that I am accident prone (hence my user-name here) - so wern't phased by me looking "the worst for wear". The exam was OK - I passed, by the way! By the next day I was aware how much my ankle itched - and I took off the dressing that was meant to be on for another few days to see... a mess. I went to the doctors to fond out that I had an ulcer as the staff hadn't actually cleaned the graze!
Anyway the leg numbness increased and became painful - as did my back. There is one major advantage that I have at this point, though - I am training to be an osteopath - and the principal of the college is my "local" osteopath .. So I go to see him for an assessment.
I had torn all the ligaments in my pelvis and low back on the right hand side. I did judo left handed - so landing on the hip at about 40mph or tarmac, is not the easiest thing to do.
Anyway - 2 years of treatment starts. As I said - great it's my profession as I get free treatment. Also I can genuinely sympathise with my patients. My osteopath (who I also worked for over the first 2 years after I graduated) was also great at re-training some of my working practice.
So really - 25 years on I have a scar on my left ankle (from the ulcer) which still itches from time to time; I have to wear a permanent heal lift to try to artificially re-balance my pelvis and I have a leg that goes numb if I drive for more that 45 mins at a time.
BUT - that is all!!
This last week I have had a really week leg - therefore I can't ride by myself as I have no control over DJ's sideways movement; but I don't know why. Since I took up riding 12 years ago I have been so much better - so this is frustrating.
However I will finish as I started - I may moan, from time to time - but I am very lucky with how I am.
[A small note for those who are wondering - not a penny compensation. In those days cyclists were considered as second class road users - and there were no big claims for anything!!]
Thanks for letting me ramble!!