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Things happened pretty quickly on that day in May. I was riding my bike to work, heading down a hill, just cruising enjoying the light traffic, the fresh air and exercise. The leaves had just finished unfolding on the trees, and the last of the dirty snow had melted away. The sun beamed down on my back filtering gently through the wisps of clouds careening through the sky. I lost myself for a moment, intoxicated by the springtime air. I snapped out of it as I was nearing a traffic light, looked down just in time to see a six inch deep pothole racing towards my front tire. I had no time to brace for the impact. The tire hit my fists clenched cramming my front brake all the way on. The next thing I knew, I was on the pavement and my bike was sailing by my face, flipping uncontrollably above me. I picked myself up did a quick check, both my wrists moved and I was only bleeding slightly from the palms of my hands and my elbow. I collected my bike which was pretty mangled from the fall, and locked it up to a street sign nearby.

I called my manager, "Hey Josh, uhh, I just took a pretty serious spill on my bike, I'm going to go get some band aids and patch myself up and get on a train, so I'll be a little late to work tonight."
"That's fine, thanks for the call, we'll see you later."
I started walking towards a nearby 7-11, for band aids, and along the way I kept checking myself over thinking that given the severity of my fall I should be a little more banged up. That's when I noticed that my left wrist was starting to tingle a little. Then I noticed my right wrist starting to tingle too. Then my left wrist went numb. I decided to call my manager back, as this situation just got interesting.
"Josh! Hey man, look, how bad would it be if I didn't come in to work tonight?"
"Umm, that would be pretty bad, we're gonna need you here tonight."
"Okay, well here's the deal, I think my wrists might be broken and I need to go a hospital."
"Hold on"
"Hold on? Is that some kind of joke?" I thought to myself. At this point the phone fell out of my hand because my right wrist had gone numb and now I couldn't really move either hand. I managed to get the phone back up to my ear in time to hear Josh's final decision.
"Chauncey, go to the hospital, we'll figure something out."
Great, now how do I get to a hospital? I can't call an ambulance because they are far too expensive, and all the other times I've called 911 for emergency's it takes a good long time for anyone to show up, so I decided

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