Well, My Commute Sucked
In case you're wondering, using your index finger to stop your bike by putting it between yourself and an opening truck door is not a pleasurable experience.
Though you do get a nifty bracelet. And tie-job.
Since you'll ask:
About a dozen stitches to sew up a pretty good laceration. Caught it all on the paw and then tumbled. Got to ride in on a back board with neck brace until the xray's convinced 'em no bone breakage. Shoulder, neck and hand were concern. The police have the quickbeam so I won't know until tomorrow. Can't type y, u, h, j, n, m for clams. Reckon that I'll be sorer tomorrow.
Good night for now.