Bicycle Accident. {True Story}

Via Brent Binder
on Sep 6, 2011
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2 Weeks Ago.

Big A** Lips

I haven’t felt this alive in a long time! was my first conscious thought as I peeled my face off the cement and spit a mouthful of blood onto the ground. Am I going to remember that? was the second.

My senses felt like they were raging at superhero levels—except that I was blind. I remember feeling individual grains of sand rolling underneath my finger pads. I noted their texture as they sank in and out of my fingerprint grooves. That’s unusual sand.

My tongue, who was feeling a little larger than usual, was on the search for teeth. I could taste blood, salty mucous, sand, and swollen everything. My tongue continued probing while my spine lifted my chest away from the ground. I can’t feel my top two front teeth. 

The temporary blindness was starting to fade away and I could see again. I was on my knees directly facing the rising sun, my back toward the road. I heard three cars pass the sidewalk. I hope one of them stops to help me look for my teeth. None did.

Maybe my gums are swollen around them. And after 30 seconds of looking, I decided that I could either get new teeth or come back and look later. I could smell flesh burning underneath my nose and had to start moving.

The words ‘I’m in shock right now’ repeated ominously inside my head like an emergency broadcast service announcement.  I tried tuning it out while performing an examination on my legs before standing up for the first time. I felt stable. I felt like a mountain. I couldn’t feel any pain, which was confusing me.

I remember glancing at my bike and noticing it was in 2 pieces and decided to leave it. I have to come back for my teeth anyway.  The scene of my wreck was the parking lot of a local municipality. There were 2 ambulances within 50 yards. I questioned their necessity as I dragged my feet across the pavement, dodging parked cars like the town drunkard.

Tracing a thick red finger stroke across the touch screen I dialed my wife, Erica. No answer. I spit out another mouthful of red Kool-Aid. Redial. Repeat.

Walking up to the open garage, the pristine red shine on the fire truck looked eerily similar to the glistening texture of my gory skinless shoulder. I wondered how many layers were missing from the right medial deltoid. I can’t see the bone—it’s fine.

I called into the massive hall thinking to myself that it would be rude to walk in and drip all over their impeccably clean floor. A man walked through the garage with an increasingly concerned look on his face. He kept walking, but said he was going to get help.

I felt my lips swelling up with each throb and the red goo gobs coming out of my mouth were decreasing. The paramedic, a middle-aged woman with glasses, red hair and perfectly pressed uniform, walked up to me slowly. Her name was Helen.

“Are you OK?” was her first question.

“Yeah” (sniff- hack-spit)—the mouthful was only half blood at this point—“I’m OK.”

“Do you want to go to the hospital?” was the second question.

“Not particularly.” The words were barely understandable as they bounced off my blubbery lips, which were blowing up like 2 red balloons.

I was also calling our office manager and Helen over heard me trying to say, “Cancel today’s patients,” several times before my blabbery could be understood. She asked if I was a doctor.

“Yes, I’m a chiropractor, but I know about these things too.”

“What happened?” was her next question. That’s a hell-of-a question, Helen.

A police officer joined us while he calmly conversed with his radio. I picked up my top lip with both hands and asked them in a deranged voice, “Hey, can you guys tell me if you see my 2 front teeth?”

It felt like an hour passed in that moment. Just like the 30 seconds that passed while I was on the ground looking for my teeth, which felt like an entire day. Or the instant of consciousness when my eyes first opened—that felt eternal.

The officer leaned in and took a deep breath. He told me that it looked like I had chipped them, but he could see them. He also confirmed that my gums were really swollen but that it was hard to tell because there was a good amount of blood coming from, well, just about everywhere on my face.

Helen turned to the officer and told him that I didn’t want to get in the ambulance or go to the hospital. Like I was a little kid who didn’t want to take a nap. The cop laughed at me. “You should really go get checked out, man.”

I politely acknowledged his statement and reached out for the towel and ice pack in Helen’s hand. There was a ground window a few steps away where I could see what my face was up to.

Day 4 - All cleaned up.

The two top front teeth were ground down past their adjacent teeth. No wonder I couldn’t find them. I remembered feeling the individual grains of sand in my mouth. Nope, not entirely sand. I would surgically remove a couple of tooth fragments from inside my swollen upper lip 6 hours later.

My nose was black and blue and bleeding from top to bottom. I wiggled it around to see if it was broken. Took a breath in and felt prana slide her slithery spirit through both nostrils. Clear.

My shoulder was missing a chunk of skin that was carved out in a perfect circle. My hands were dripping blood on everything. I didn’t have a clue what my lips were doing.



“I’m good,” I told them.

Helen followed with, “He’s OK. He’s a chiropractor.”

We all laughed together. The moment comforted me.

Declaring one final time, “I’ll be OK. I have 30 varieties of medicinal herb growing in my backyard.” My words were barely understandable and the cop looked at me inquisitively.

“All of them are legal, officer.” He seemed to believe me.

3 days prior my friend Laura from Punk Rock Gardens and her husband Sean were photographing my medicinal herb garden for a local magazine. I remembered the sound of Laura’s voice asking me the question “What called you to create this garden?”  For moments like this, of course.

I finally got hold of Erica and she was on her way. I waited cross–legged on the pavement, eyes closed, breathing deeply through my nose, drooling, focusing on the sensations in my body. What happens next in the mind has been subject to interpretation for the last 50,000 years of human civilization.

I thought about Helen’s question, “What happened?” I wasn’t ready for the stream of thoughts which inevitably lead me to “Why did this happen?”  But the seed was planted. I knew my karmic universal truths would flower in time.

When Erica arrived she was crying and immediately wrapped her arms around me as she said, “I Love You.”

Helen told her to at least get me to a dentist, even if against my will.

I know a good dentist. He does yoga.

To be continued…

Part 2. Herbal Triage.


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67 Responses to “Bicycle Accident. {True Story}”

  1. Ouch! Glad your okay, Brent. Uh, more or less. Just posted to the elej facebook page.… . I'll be waiting impatiently for the rest of the story! PS. Don't worry about the dental–just be sure to get the laughing gas 🙂

  2. Jason Ohrum says:

    Fantastic story so far. Great to see you this weekend, you are looking great all things considered.

  3. Dee says:

    I'm glad you're recovering quickly, Dr. B!

  4. Elysa Zinn says:

    Gruesome story and picutures. Glad you are recovering well and back to teaching. Hopefully you can pronounce snowflakes soon.

  5. Alex Hillebrand says:

    You’re one hell of a Biology Professor. Hard to create such a class entertaining, but you do a good job. I definitely got a kick out of this story the first day you came back.

  6. Megan Snyder says:

    I really enjoy you're outlook on life and I look forward to your class!

    • drbinder says:

      Thanks, Megan. If you enjoy my outlook then you should have the same for yourself. That's the point I will try to make clear over the next 16 weeks. .

  7. Kyle P says:

    Great story to start out a semester with! you are the man and looking forward to a good class.

  8. Karen S. says:

    Professors usually help students get through an enjoyable semester when they're laid back and are capable of teaching. I feel like the two classes that I have with are going to be fun, entertaining, and at the same time full of useful information!

    • drbinder says:

      Thanks for the comment, Karen. With two classes and a lab it looks like we'll be spending a lot of time together this semester. But your speculation is accurate, I want to have fun and be useful. Let's see if i can pull it off!

  9. Shelly says:

    Me oh my Brent…Scott told me you had a pretty bad bike accident but geeze oh man….I am glad to hear your are recovering and feeling better. Ever figure out what caused the spill???

  10. Zarina says:

    Dr. B– Glad you're okay! Also, glad to see that your sense of humor was still in tact, even after your accident! Truly inspiring! 🙂

    • drbinder says:

      Thank You for your comment, Zarina. It would be a shame if the accident turned me into an angry mean old professor. HA!

  11. Abigail Markovich says:

    Your class makes me look forward to my Tuesdays and Thursdays! I never thought I would find myself interested the topics we discuss in class, but the way you present them is different from any other professor!

  12. Jessica DeGroff says:

    Great story! I'm glad I finally got to hear what really happened. Class is really interesting because (like abby said) the way you teach is very easy to understand and fun to learn!!!

    • drbinder says:

      Jessica, way to read other people's comments before submitting your own! That makes for a good discussion usually. Thanks for your comments and I am so tickled to hear that I make learning fun!

  13. Alli Y. says:

    I'm looking forward to the rest of this story. As far as class, well, "when the student is ready, the teacher appears". You are speaking my language, and you are right on time! Thank you for sharing your knowledge!

    • drbinder says:

      Great quote, Alli. It's one of my all time favorites. Remember that Life is the real teacher and you have to pay attention in order to learn. Great comment, thank you.

  14. Amanda says:

    Good story Professor! Thanks for sharing your knowledge with our class!

  15. Dr. Julie says:

    Hey Dr. B.

    I want to say "so sorry about your accident" but I think you would disagree! Call me if you need an adjustment! You are a very talented writer. I think maybe you should consider teaching creative writing as well as the sciences. We need to catch up sometime. 🙂

    • drbinder says:

      You hit it right on the nose doc! No need for an apology when it turned in to a great experience.

      But I need to take a creative writing class before i can teach one. lol. I will be in touch SOON!

  16. Tracy G. says:

    Doc B.

    So sorry to hear about your accident, but so glad that you are o.k.! Now your the one that needs an adjustment! Take care

  17. Jodi Behm says:

    Well its great that your injuries were not as bad as you everyone expected! This definitely relates to the class in a way that can help make some students, like myself, understand it better. Very interesting class and the enthusiasm you show in the way you teach makes a lot of the students aware of whats going on!

    • drbinder says:

      Jodi, it's great to hear that the message is getting through. And I am also very happy to hear that you are enjoying it.

  18. Mark S says:

    Crazy story Dr. B, especially the part about feeling no pain (somewhat of a mind over body scenario). Your story is a true testament to the resourcefulness of humankind (no need for the hospital). I thoroughly enjoy your class, glad you are feeling better.

  19. Taylor Carter says:

    This is a great story Dr. B, I love how you are able to take what others would veiw as a terrible situation and make it such a positive life lesson. I appsolutly love you class and your enthusiam for what you teach & how you put meaning to everything you say in class. I feel so refreshed everytime i come out of class!

  20. Brooke says:

    sooo…i was kinda laughing the whole time i was reading this story, but i feel so bad for you. haha. im glad youre ok, biology class wouldnt be the same without you…we would be stuck doing silly worksheets! =] see ya tomorrow!

    • drbinder says:

      Laughing is good medicine, Brooke. Thanks for recognizing this was a "tragic comedy" so to speak. But there is no need to feel bad (see Dr. Julie's comments above)

  21. Julio Lara says:

    Dr. B,

    Glad to see you are doing much better post accident. Still curious how you got those cuts to heal up so fast. I fell flat on my face on concrete two years ago & got cut up pretty bad myself, I made sure to keep my wound moist with neosporin to prevent a scab from forming and to allow the waste products from the tissue repair to more easily leave the wound, in the end I have no scar but if you look close enough you can see the skin under my eye is a lighter shade than the rest of my face, I assume its because its all new skin. Anyway i’m enjoying the class so far and look forward to a great semester.

  22. Jessika Lewallen says:

    This is such a gruesome story!

    • drbinder says:

      Indeed it is. Everyone seems to have a different reaction to it. Some laugh, some cry, some cringe. Thanks for your unique individual reaction, Jessika.

  23. mark richoux says:

    Some very good points Dr. B! I like how you try to make the most out of every situation and not let things get you down, especially something of this magnitude. You are a great writer!

  24. K Fitti says:

    I was wondering how you healed so quickly from the pictures you showed us in anatomy. Now I'm thinking it has something to do with your medicinal herb garden. Excited to hear the rest of your story!

  25. Michael Somple says:

    I hope you stayed safe and dry over the past few days! Sounds like a heck of a ride, I would like to know more about your recovery process! I think reading about how you removed those tooth splinters and used your garden would make for a great follow up. By the way, I on my 5th day of Zyflamend and the pain/irritation in my jaw has decreased considerably! thanks!

  26. Bruce says:

    Man that has got to hurt. I know you said you didn't feel any pain but those pictures convince me otherwise.

  27. Lenore Edwards says:

    Glad you're doing better Dr. B! This story is so interesting and part II is also incredible. You're pretty brilliant! See you in bio!

  28. Brinser says:

    Dr. B good story, i am glad you are okay and back can make this story into a lifetime movie.haha. see you tomorrow in class!

  29. Denille Carrington says:

    Wow, this is an amazing story considering you only suffered from a little bit of pain. On the other hand, its good to know that your okay and recovering. Looking forward to having your class this semester!

  30. R. Jaffe says:

    What an interesting story, well written too I might add. I'm surprised your memory recall of the entire event was pretty clear. Thanks for being the professor of our human body class. I have never been a great science person, and especially after my last attempt of taking a bio course, but being in your class is awesome, and it makes me want to come to class in the morning just to hear what you have to say, haha. I like it, it makes you think which is what every class should be like. Thanks, and I look forward to the rest of the semester in your class.

  31. Kylie S. says:

    So happy you are okay!! Very good story! You are a very good professor & am happy that I have a class with you!

  32. Alyssa says:

    Great story, glad to hear that you are okay… The beginning of the story was very interesting, Can't wait to hear the rest of it. Also, it is a pleasure meeting and getting to know you, as well as having you as a professor in class. So far you have been a great and interesting professor. I'm looking forward to an awesome semester!! This story will be a memory i keep in mind just in case i ever get hurt. I can look back and say well Dr. B went through worse not feeling any pain at that… I call that "a real trooper!" You are a strong blessed man, who has angels watching over you. Take care and be careful… Much Love!!!

  33. Alyssa Morales says:

    Great story, glad to hear that you are okay… The beginning of the story was very interesting, Can't wait to hear the rest of it. Also, it is a pleasure meeting and getting to know you, as well as having you as a professor in class. So far you have been a great and interesting professor. I'm looking forward to an awesome semester!! This story will be a memory i keep in mind just in case i ever get hurt. I can look back and say well Dr. B went through worse not feeling any pain at that… I call that "a real trooper!" You are a strong blessed man, who has angels watching over you. Take care and be careful… Much Love!!!

  34. Darkesha Moton says:

    This Was Interestingg But i cannot believe how comfortable you was after this!!! and taking your bi sci class this year is more interestinggg,,, "You Rock Dr.B"!!!

  35. Stephanie Sterner says:

    Great story Dr. B! Being able to read part of a professor's life and mental thoughts is something students rarely have the priveledge to experience, and is rather refreshing! It's moments like this that elevate the learning process to new levels, thanks for being a great teacher!

  36. Amanda Matz says:

    Dr. B,

    Great story! Pictures make the story that much more interesting. I have lived in the outskirts of Middletown all of my life, and have even attended Middletown Area High School, therefore I am not surprised that an accident such as this has happened. I say blame it on the Middletown roads that have not been replaced in years.

  37. Ji-Hyun(Jinny) Lee says:

    Wow… this is an incredible story I've ever read.
    Anyway, I'm so glad that you are alive and be able to teach us in Bio class.
    I hope you take care of rest of injury well.

  38. Jamel MItchell says:

    Now that is one hell of a story, was it a mechanical or a human error that caused the crash though?

  39. ty miracle says:

    thats pretty gory and your lucky to!!! im suprised the people did'nt just send you to the hospital

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