I had a nasty fall last night on the way back from work - my first in 12 years of cycling in London,
not counting near falls against parked cars and the first time I tried spd pedals and shoes.
I was freewheeling down a slight incline and gathering pace to a corner where I had to swing right
and then up a slight incline after the turn. However, as I entered the turn I couldn't avoid a large
square metal manhole cover and felt the Brompton wheels starting to slip, and before I could do
anything I went over a second cover, at which point the bike squirted out from under me and I hit
the tarmac, landed partly on my face and must have slid almost a yard. This was after some heavy
rain all afternoon in London so the road and manhole covers were greasy under the wheels.
I was able to get up right away and drag my bike off the road. I had bumped and scraped my
forehead, and must have landed on my right hand and knee as well, as my little finger and the knee
cap were badly skinned. The right side of my chest was also sore where I think I landed on some
part of the bike.
The driver behind stopped and got out of his Range Rover to ask if I was OK, and pointed out that my
head was bleeding. Almost immediately a policeman drove up in a dog handler vehicle, cleaned my
wounds with some wipes , and scolded me for not wearing a helmet. He also called for an ambulance
from the local hospital which still has A&E. I sat in his car to keep warm until they arrived, and
he took some particulars. I was only about half a mile from home and although I felt a bit shaken, I
really wanted to get home and clean up, but the policeman thought the cut above the eye was deep
enough to warrant stitches.
Meanwhile I'd folded up the bike, which didn't seem damaged. I haven't checked it properly yet.
The ambulance took about 20 minutes to reach us, and after measuring pulse and blood pressure, the
drivers took me to the Chelsea and Westminster hospital, which was only about half a mile away. I
could hear transmissions from other ambulances about a motor bike or scooter rider who had come off
her bike but 'no other vehicle involved', so maybe others were caught out by the sudden wet weather.
After being checked in I waited in the A&E while quite a number of early evening casualties got
patched up. The first nurse who treated me scolded me for not wearing a helmet, checked for broken
bones and was satisfied that I hadn't been knocked out or concussed by my fall. Another cleaned the
main cut, applied some kind of glue to it and inoculated me against tetanus. I eventually took a
taxi home, washed the grazes and applied plasters to the worst bits.
The bump on the head swelled up impressively and I thought I'd have a shiner as well. The chest pain
began to bother me more, but I'm sure it's just bruising, or perhaps cracking. I understand there's
no particular treatment for this apart from rest and no exertion.
Today I've been off work and moving slowly and delicately around the flat. The bump swelling has
gone down a lot and the black eye hasn't got any worse, but the chest pain is rather debilitating.
So - all my own fault for not heeding the potential danger posed by the wet road conditions, going
too fast, and not wearing a helmet while doing it. A helmet might have saved the cut and bump, but
I'm still not convinced I need to wear one if I can learn from the experience to cycle more
carefully when it's wet.
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