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My wife is never usually less than 15 minutes away from me. She's usually shopping or running some errands and I usually stay around town when I go riding. Well, that morning I was out riding and there was a little bit of traffic, and I was in the bike lane, and I see a break in between cars, so I start slowing down and I guess the car saw me and they stopped and they waved. Even though I was already slowing down from about 20 mph I started peddling back up again and, right when I started that, I got hit by the side. A pickup was pulling out of that same shopping center and when he saw that lady wave, he thought she was motioning to him and he didn't bother to look to the left in the bike lane when he pulled out, he only looked to the right. When he saw that lady wave, he gunned it and just didn't see me. Well, I was going 15, and he said he was only going 15, and I was playing for my bike to hit the middle of his truck and to let me head clear the tire. My head hit the bar that was 8-10 inches below his bumper, his right time crushed my front tire and my foot, but my face sustained three fractures, and I had a laceration in my face that also tore a nerve in my face. Now, unfortunately, I am no longer medically cleared for sports because I am now blind in my right eye and I have now suffered another brain injury and am not able to grip as much with my right arm.
My doctor, who is more of a bariatrics doctor, has always been saying that he didn't think I should be participating in sports. My wife was like, here is what he looked like before he played sports. He was on all the medications, even though he was okay on them. He never complained about them. He sat in his bed. He slept 16 hours a day. He would maybe eat when I would force him to. Otherwise I would have to IV him to get him his nutrients. Whereas now he is 175 pounds, physically fit, gets himself in and out of bed, in and out of the bathtub, on and off of the toilet, able to transfer himself, able to remember things that are outside of his normal routine, able to retain numbers and questions, all these things. And the doctor still says that he doesn't
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