After reading Ed Larosche's story about his friends, I thought it was time to tell the good people of SERA about my friends.
Last year during the Laurel Mississippi event I had the misfortune of hitting a tree and causing myself some pain. After spending some time on the trail trying to "walk" off the injury. I remounted and made it to the reset before the gas. I then informed my "friends" I have hurt my foot and need to look at the injured appendage. My friends then assisted me in looking at the injured foot. They gave me some advil ,wrapped the worst of the bleeding toes and told me i just bruised them badly. They then told me to suck it up and finish the event ,the foot would be OK. I shoved the foot back in my boot and told myself they wouldn't lie it wasn't as bad as it feels.

During the rest of the event I complained and they would change the subject. I made it to the finish. I was sitting in the back of the van trying to get the sock off the bleeding foot. Kevin crys out WAIT !! he then leaves and I think he is going to get something to help. Instead he shows up with a camera !! Well I take the sock off and the same three guys who told me the foot would be OK said in unison "Dude all those toes are broke"

Now to the hospital. We have to stop once because Kevin is hungry and then again to watch two women fight in a parking lot over a child exchange gone bad. Bet that guy leaves his girlfriend at home on the next child exchange!!! Well during the excitement Stanley almost slams the door of the van on my hand.!

Get to the hospital and they won't let but one go back in with me. Well here are three grown men[i use those terms loosely] doing scissors ,rock, paper to see who gets to go watch jimmy squirm. John wins and goes back with me. Well this turned into a circus. Kevin came back complaining he was still hungry and to just cut the toe off and lets go home. My three "friends" then start to play Dr. and argue with the Dr. about what was broke and what the treatment should be. The nurse felt sorry for me and talked the Dr. into doing what I wanted to do ,which was to patch me up and let me go see my own Dr. You probably wonder why I consider these guys my friends. Well I know they are my friends because they didn't make me take my turn driving home!!!

One more thing. I wonder if John ever called that x-ray tech? He sure spent enough time getting her number!!!!!!
Later jimmy