Help Theo Recover From Big Truck Hit & Run

Biking to work through southeast Portland on a Friday morning, a Dodge Ram 3500 decided to no-signal merge across my lane, taking me and my bike out as it did so. As if one bold move wasn’t enough, the driver then decided to leave the scene and let me foot the bill for the damages. Five days in the hospital later, my femur’s been reconstructed - plates, screws, and surgical mojo holding it all together. My mind’s beginning to settle down; to reel itself back in from the incredible pain… The recovery process is beginning. I wouldn’t know until I left the hospital, but my beautiful bike wasn’t so lucky. It took at least as much truck as I did, crushing the frame in the process. Our final ride together.

Calling Portland home as a year-round bike commuter has its sunny days and it’s not so sunny ones. I love that it does. I smile thinking about the dumping-water-out-of-my-shoes days just like I smile about the flower-petals-blowing-in-the-breeze ones. That’s to say ‘being out in it’ is the way for me. Turns out, on this particular morning, ‘being out in it’ would come spine-tinglingly close to ‘being ended’. I’m grateful to have survived, and with a bit of luck, the coming months will see me working my way back to 100%.

Any contribution here will help me weather this rude and unexpected setback, cover my medical expenses, replace my beautiful bike, broken glasses... and hopefully come back stronger than I was before. Thanks for taking the time. See you out there :)