As you may know if you’ve read anything I’ve written since February 3, 2010, on that evening I was struck down as I crossed a DC street. The vehicle that hit me was a State Department SUV that was making an illegal left turn. I was crossing with the Walk signal, and I was inside the crosswalk until the impact sent me flying face-first into the street. The SUV shattered the outside of my left knee. The picture above was taken several days later.
It took two major surgeries and several years of physical therapy before I was able to walk almost normally again. I can now walk unassisted with little or no limp, and most of the time I can make it up and down stairs okay. But it still hurts, every day. I’m not 100%, and I may never be again.
I did absolutely nothing wrong. I had moved to DC exactly one month before, and I was just trying to get to CVS that night to buy a Metro card and start my new life. The new life I ended up getting instead was a nightmare.
Now, four years and five months later, things are finally happening on the legal front. So I’m heading back to DC tomorrow, and I won’t be blogging until I get back to America next week. I honestly have no idea what’s going to happen, but at least something is happening.
I might blog about whatever comes next. I might not. I don’t really know yet. I just wanted you to know why I’ll be gone for the next few days.
If you think you’re entitled to more information than I choose to give you, then you’re not my friend, you’re not my colleague, and I don’t care what you think.
If you wish me luck, I accept it with great thanks. If not, right back at ya.
And now I begin the journey back into Mordor…