My post ‘Ten (OK, twelve) things about breaking your collarbone‘ has been one of the most visited pages on this site over the years, at the time of writing having over 80 comments from similarly unfortunate individuals *. This time round, it’s a different experience, partly because I know the process a bit better but mainly because every break is different.
There’s also the psychological factor. Last time, it was a mistake – my mistake – which ended badly but could have been a lot worse. I had to take that on the chin; fallibility and the reminder that we’re not unbreakable. This time it was a bona fide accident that I didn’t see coming and couldn’t do anything about. One moment riding quite happily home, the next, slammed hard into the ground on my road bike. I don’t want to go into the detail on here but drivers weren’t to blame; in fact I’ve rationalised it into thinking who knows what might have happened if I’d been driving that day – it was one of those things and that kind of day.
There are, of course, similarities. It hurts a lot at the time (and after 11 days is still sore), adrenaline makes you do improbable things (like riding a mile and a half further and scaling Gimcrack Hill) and A&E is a miserable wait (true fact). The upside is, it could have been worse and I’m mending well so far. The break is slightly inboard of the original damage and the jagged upward spike of bone you see in the picture has settled down without the need for an operation. A few weeks and I hope to finally get the Jeffsy out on drying trails!
If you need a takeaway from all this, my crash helmet saved a worse outcome as it has bits of road embedded into it and my helmet light was knocked clean off. It might also be cracked and will need to be replaced.
Stay safe out there people.
* In case you are wondering, the all-time most comments we’ve had on a post is 91 for ‘Ride report: Sunday 31 October – Spooky horse‘ which managed to generate it’s own parallel universe in the comment thread!