As Far As I Can Tell

I didn’t wake up until 5 p.m. today, but I’m still tired enough to go to bed at my regular time. Last night Dan wrecked his moped and I spent the whole night at Bronson Hospital with him. He hit a hidden speed bump and ended up landing on his face. The entire area around his left eyebrow and lid was scrapped roughly two inches to the left; it wasn’t pretty. The surgeon has it looking normal now, though there’ll be some scarring. He’s really lucky to have the use of his eye. His head is also cut up in various other spots and his hands are torn up pretty bad.

The good news is that the eyelid muscle isn’t torn, and the CAT scan came back fine. He’s doing well, and he’ll heal okay, but it’s really scary. He came so close to it being so much worse. I’m still really anxious about the whole situation.

By my count there have been five people from the Moped Army in the hospital from moped wrecks this year. That’s a pretty bad record. I guess this one just hits closer to home, but I’m going to be much more safety conscious from now on.

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Dear everyone I know,

Please take care of yourself and be safe.

Love,
Simon