Last Sunday I had my first, and probably last, ride on a real trials bike. It bit me hard only moments after I decided that I'm too a old and fat to be riding a trials bike, and headed back to the road to bring it back to the owner. The course was about 3/4 of a mile of fresh cut medium tight single track. I'd ridden about a dozen loops on a 300 2t Enduro earlier in the morning. Half way into the second loop I knew this bike wasn't for me. I'm not sure exactly what went wrong, but I probably forgot there was no seat under my fat butt. Anyway, my foot snagged something on the trail, I got pulled back a bit and whiskey throttled a bit. I went down hard on my left hip right at the transition from dirt to tarmac and now I'm sitting at home with a fractured hip socket and a prescription of very strong pain killers. The Ortho Dr said it's not nearly the worst acetabular fracture she's ever seen, but wants me to go see a pelvic fracture specialist just in case. She doesn't think it will need surgery, but wants a specialist to say so. Easier said than done for me at the moment, since I can't even get from my front door to the car without a wheelchair and strong friends to get me down the porch steps. Honesty, I'm amazed that I'm not insane yet. I've never been still this long in my entire life. One week down of a minimum 6 week recovery period, but 8 to 12 is more likely from what I'm hearing. I'm really concerned about what this is going to do to my body. I'm a big guy in my mid forties, my weight has been stable for years, but 50 lbs over what it really should be, but I'm otherwise pretty fit, probably thanks to my physical activity levels that I can not at present maintain. Some highlights from the experience so far: I got my first ever ambulance ride, strapped to back board on rough rural roads. I had the hospital try to discharge me from the ER at 1am, knowing full well I was 4 hours from home, after a few hours earlier telling me they were keeping me overnight for observations, and I made my transportation plans accordingly. The joke was on them though, I had to ambulatory to be discharged, I could sort of stand on crutches, but couldn't go anywhere. They brought me a walker and I managed to shuffle myself backwards enough to flop onto the bed, I declared that I was exhausted, and they stopped fighting with me and gave me a shot of something strong that knocked me out in seconds. It took me several hours to get out of the passenger seat of our truck and into the house, it wouldn't have happened at all if my neighbors boyfriend wasn't there to give a hand with the wheelchair going up the steps. Coughing feels like a gunshot to the hip, God help me if I sneeze. I'm basically living in a power reclining chair, like the ones you see advertised for old folks with arthritis. I do get in the wheelchair and roll myself around the living room for exercise a few hours before I go to bed. #2 is a huge project. I have a beauty of bruise coming down the back of my left thigh, the side bar of the hospital commode presses right into it. I smell wonderful. I haven't had a proper washing yet. My wife has been washing me down the best she can, but we need professional assistance. I don't see myself taking an actual shower for a few more weeks. Hopefully I'm wrong on that one. Thankfully the groin pull that came with injury is better now, at least I can move my right leg mostly normally now. Aflac doesn't seem to understand that dirt bike accidents on private property don't generate police reports, I say its a sports injury, but they say it's a motor vehicle accident, and they are holding up my claims. I've spoken to two different representatives, before and after I began the paperwork for the claim, both said it wasn't a problem, yet their system still says they can't proceed without one. The supposedly independent third party healthcare advocate service that my employer uses is useless. My health insurance company claims to cover all sorts of things, so long as done through an in-network provider. Guess what, there are nearly none where I live. We went through dozens of phone numbers of durable medical equipment suppliers that they claim to be in network in my county. None are currently in business. One has been out of business for almost 6 years, I know because they were once a client of my employer, I serviced their warehouse forklifts up until the day they closed. Clearly they are going to put me through the same runaround with transportation and in home assistance, did I mention that the health care advocate is useless yet? They are supposed to solve these issues. Any other old or middle aged guys with less than ideal fitness levels have any tales and tips on recovering from a hip, pelvic or other long recovery fracture? I could use some encouraging words. I need to recover well enough to go back into my old routines, and I definitely want to ride again, although I'll skip the trials bike next time.