It's been almost a month since it happened, 2 weeks in hospital. Story is a simple and stupid one, A friend wanted to buy a bike, since he had no license yet he asked me to test ride, I was quite happy to do it. I got out of the car with my helmet and gloves in hand, I was offered to take it for a spin, so I hopped on and started her up. Now the stupid thing, I realise my jacket is still in the car, I ask my friend to grab it, but then said "oh nah, don't worry I'm just going up the street" From here things are blurry, all I remember is the road conditions surprising me(don't remember how/why, just the feeling) and the back wheel locking up, and the last image in my head is the fence I went into. which brings me to the other stupid thing, normally the first thing I do on a new bike is get a feel for the brakes, this time I just jumped on and took off. As a side note, my brother went back to the crash site with my friend later that day, what they found was bits of snake all through my skid mark and the 2 dead browns tangled up in the barbwire fence where I had hit it. I like to think I made the 1 in a million mistake of skidding on a snake but I really don't know what happened, Next... I woke up. It's taken me a fair while to piece together this memory so it may not be accurate, it's just what I remember. I was seriously confused, could not remember where I was or how I got there, I concluded I was dreaming, until the pain kicked in. It hurt to breathe, my whole body was just aching and left my arm just would not work. I was trapped, tangled up in the fence with the bike on my leg, no matter how hard I tried I just couldn't get out (now I'm claustrophobic, oh joy) and I blacked out again. Somehow I eventually got my leg out, then ripped my pants away from the fence with the last kick I could muster, and out I went again. The final time I woke up I dragged myself forward a little and managed to stand up(really stupid to get up, I know, but my head was just all over the place and all I could think about was getting back to my friend) After taking the first step I realised my arm was broken, it was just dangling about brushing my body with every step. After a short while my back couldn't take it any more and I had to sit down. I drifted away again until a passing car woke me, after passing me he slammed his brakes on when he saw the bike, he reversed, hopped out and asked if I was okay. I somehow communicated that my friends were just up the road, luckily he knew the house and raced up there to get them. They came speeding down to me, I asked them to help me into the car(another mistake, they wanted to call an ambulance but I thought it'd be quicker to drive) and my mate took me to the hospital. Everything in the first hospital is blurry, I just remember snippets, like my catheter getting put in(worst thing ever), blood being put into me and a few people standing over my head talking to me. A doctor woke me and said "your life is still in danger, you've ruptured your kidney and spleen, we can't treat you here so we're gonna get you to another hospital asap" Next thing I remember is being loaded into the ambulance, during the ride, some idiot pulled out infront of us when the lights and sirens were going so the driver had to slam on the brakes and I nearly slid off the bed. Finally the next day things were getting clearer, I was in ICU, communicating (and abusing morphine), at this stage I finally knew the extent of my injuries. Broken humerus, broken collarbone, fractured T9 vertebrae, fractured vertebrae in neck, lacerated kidney and spleen, punctured lung, bruised ribs, decent concussion and damaged radial nerve, possibly damaged brachial plexus. The neck and back injuries are why it was dumb to get up and walk, you're supposed to stay still when you're in loads of pain. Now I have titanium in my arm, a stent in my kidney, a tube in my penis (for at least another week yet) a neck brace and a splint on my arm. The worst is the arm, the nerve damage means I just cannot move it, I can barely wiggle my fingers, they said it will take anywhere from 3 to 12 months to heal, if it heals, I may need more surgery yet(a specialist in Sydney wants to see me and managed to slot me in next month, very grateful, hopefully he can help) So it'll be a long time before I can ride again, and I just bought a new motorcycle that morning(1976 rd250, my goal is to have her ready to ride by the time I've healed) Anyway I'll end my story there as the hospital bits would be pretty boring to read about. Oh, but I learnt that the accident made me claustrophobic... in the MRI machine, I freaked the hell out, worst experience of my whole hospital stay. My helmet copped a decent blow, and seems to be what broke my collarbone, my draggin jeans saved my legs from the barbwire but they're fairly torn up, I'll never leave my jacket off ever again. Here's some pictures, since most of my injuries are inside they aren't very impressive to look at but I felt like sharing this awful experience, thanks to anyone who took the time to read. THEY TOOK MY HAIR AND BEARD.