Ohh Dude.... Sorry this is so late. I just got back from the races.
I don't know what the heck happened I just know I have explained EVERYTHING to you about 30 times now and you still don't remember shit! LOL.
I'll type it up so you can read it.
You come walking into the pits as I am working on my bike, I'm like "Hey Dude wheres your bike? Don't tell me you crashed?" and you were all "I don't know I am kinda in shock"
So I have you sit down, give you a drink and put a fan on ya. Your leathers had some tar on em all up the right side but no rips, I figured the adrenaline was still pumping but you were gonna come down from it soon.
I ask where did you crash? you say "I don't know" I figure you just don't know the track well, thought you tucked it coming out of 12. A few more minutes of "I don't know's" and a quick pulse check and I decide you might need a little oxygen and a once over to calm your nerves.
We walk over to the infirmary and no one is in there. I sit you down and get your top half outta your leathers, look for obvious broken bones and see none. I go get one of the EMT's outta the ambulance and she comes in and puts you on some oxygen while I go get your helmet. The helmet just has scratches from what I can see. Go back to the infirmary and chat you up a bit. Tell you your bike looks fine and you need to get back out there. I needed to get back out for my session so I go to leave. I hear the EMT ask you if you know where you are and you don't answer! I was like oh jeesh he must have hit his head pretty good, but there was no damage that I could see to the helmet.
The EMT's come by in a little bit to tell us your going to go get checked out, they grab your wallet and cell and give me your leathers. I tell them I will take care of your stuff and give you a call later. I figured you would be back at the end of the day.
You never show. The EMT's tell me you couldn't even remember how you got to the track!
Oxx and Kevin from laps helped me load up your stuff (sorry I just threw it all in the truck but damn man you had ALOT of shit!) That old army trailer was scary!
Had your truck parked out front and gave the keys to (Melinda...Melanie?) the EMT. Got the number for the Hospital and gave a call. Told them I was a Nurse/Medic and friend of yourrs and got some info on your condition, then talked to you.
I swear I told you all of this 3 times on the phone and you were like "So How's my bike?" "What happened" after each telling.
I say... "Hit the little call light and put a nurse on the phone"
She comes on and I explain to her that you are in no condition to remember shit, that I took care of your stuff and told her where it was, gave her my number so that your family could call me if they needed anything.
Your Dad called later that night and I spoke with him for a bit, then you called and asked AGAIN "What happened?"
Told me you broke both collar bones and your shoulder blade.... Is that true? If it is they are minor breaks cause you looked fine in the infirmary when I did the exam.
I really think you just passed out at the handle bars in 3.
I hope it is all coming back to you now. I want to see the xrays!