I survived: Get back on the bike

Last updated 14:19 02/04/2014

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Living in Manakau, Levin, and working at Porirua, my mode of transport was my beloved motorcycle.

I rode in all weather. People thought I was crazy but I loved the freedom of the ride.

On January 22 this year, things changed. I was riding home at six that evening and the weather was lovely.

I was approaching an intersection which is controlled by traffic lights, heading north at Waikanae on the Kapiti Coast.

I had the green light and headed through the intersection, when a tourist in a van heading south made a right hand turn in front of me and took me out.

I don't remember anything about the accident or being airlifted by Westpac helicopter to Wellington Hospital.
The first thing I remember is waking up at two o'clock in the morning awaiting surgery.

I had a compound fracture of the right wrist which had plates inserted and a fractured upper left arm which still requires more surgery to insert a metal rod.

I had a broken left knee cap which has already had two surgeries on it and still requires more surgery, and a broken nose and concussion.

Next week I will have my fifth round of surgery which I hope will be my last.

This has had a major impact on my life and the life of my family and now I have a long road to recovery and I still want to get back onto a bike.

I know I did everything right that day and things could have been worse, but I survived.

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