"Oh Shit" moments...

So on Tuesday i had a check up for my collar bone after my accident a few weeks ago. The Dr said all was cool, just not to crash my bike again.

Wednesday morning i'm cycling to work. I remember approaching the roundabout that i navigate everyday. Next thing i know i'm being put on to a spinal board, with paramedics asking if i know what day it is. I don't.

Thankfully nothing big is broken, but i lost a few teeth, and cut my face up so i'm pretty swollen up. Still no idea what happened and i'm yet to hear from the popo.

Fuck this shit.

But how's the collarbone?