Apparently when I came to in the Care Flight chopper (not knowing I had 4 crushed vertebrae at the time) I kept trying to get up insisting I was fine. Hmmm, I'm thinking I was a little make the beast with two backsed up. Funny, I was also focused on my bike. I kept asking where it was and who had it. My friends said when the chopper dumped me at the hospital in Arkansas I was fixated on my bike and where it was and was it OK. The mind does some super weird stuff when the body is traumatised. I'm sure all EMS techs could tell some crazy stories.
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They see the worst of us at the worst times. Brave folks!
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