Well, I'm in the hospital. ๐ฉ This has not been a good day. After spending the last 2 1/2 months quarantined inside the house, limited contact with my family or friends since mid March... enough is enough. So I decided to go for a motorcycle ride with a good friend. Something I haven't done since last fall. It turned out to be a horrible mistake! I got on the motorcycle and we started out slowly, but then it got crazy windy. We went faster and faster and before I knew it, we were going as fast as the that bike could go. I couldn't take the pace and fell off, but caught my pants on the foot peg beside the crash bar. I was being dragged and was bouncing all over the place. The motorcycle just would not stop!
Thankfully the manager at Dollar General came running out and unplugged the machine. Then he actually had the nerve to take the rest of my quarters and my bottle of vodka so I wouldn't try to ride the damn fire truck or clown car. ๐
I have a few scrapes and bruises but nothing's broken. I will wear leather and a helmet next time. The helmet was suggested by the doctor and I only have to stay in here for the mandatory 72 hours required by the mental health people.