Injured

I should have stopped after the first time I fell off the bike Tuesday night. It was cross practice in Bridgeton, NJ. Wade, Mike, Fergie and myself hammering around on the trails around the park. Within the first five minutes of the ride we're flying down some lakeside single-track and I smack right into a stump that throws me over my bars. I landed kind of hard but just laughed it off and was feeling fine. I'm really stoked to be out riding and I'm really having fun and riding hard. Finally we set up a circuit centered around the ampitheater. The first lap went alright except I layed the bike down gently in two turns. Just some more bad omens. So we set up for the last lap of the evening, I take off and I am really pushing myself. We get about halfway through the course when I take the lead. The lead was short lived, Fergie passes me into the final stretch of single-track before the beach run. I'm chasing hard, I stand up and really try to put some pressure on. Bad idea, I hit a root that blended in pretty well and never saw it coming. I flew quite some distance before smacking my body into the ground. I can't really be sure how I hit the ground, but as soon as I did the pain filled my shoulder and arm. I think I dislocated my shoulder andhad it go back in as I rolled. Mike immediatly stopped and started applying first aid. With some help I get up and walk back to my car which was only a short walk away. I start to get dizzy and I feel myself getting ready to faint so I sit down and close my eyes and stayed concious. The guys take me to the Bridgeton E.R. where I was seen within five minutes. I get my x-rays and wait about 10 more minutes for the E.R. doctor to give me the report. He comes in and tells me that my shoulder is fine and that nothing is broken. However he starts to ask me about me previous medical history. (Which there is quite a history) I tell him about my surgeries and the tumor I had in 7th grade. This gets him more intrested, which gets me more suspecious. I'm thinking "What does this have to do with my shoulder?" Then he tells me that the x-ray revealed a spot on my bone that did not look normal. He told me that it could be nothing or it could be something and he really couldn't comment on it but that I needed to see an orthopedic surgeon as soon as possible. Alright well that only got me a little worried.
So I get discharged and Wade, Fergie and I go out to dinner to pass the time until my mom can come down and pick me up. This whole deal gets my mom pretty worried but thats life with me as a kid. I go home and just go on with everything as best I can considering my one arm is in a bit of pain.
Wednesday was really pretty uneventful, however the surgeon did say that what it sounds like to him is nothing big at all. Still I would have to wait until Thursday for the official word.
Thursday:
I took off from school today so I could visit the orthopedic surgeon and find out whats up with my arm. For the first two hours of the day I am really enjoying the slow paced relaxing day. My dad takes me to the doctor, where it was nothing but good news. My shoulder was most likly dislocated but would heal up and I should be able to race Gloucester. As for my arm with the wierd leasons, it's fine. It was a benign process and is something that I really don't need to worry about. WOW! That's a huge monkey off my back. The whole visit was good and very reassuring. The rest of the day/night was pretty boring considering that I can't really do anything and that I have no school work to do either. We'll see what tomarrow brings, hopefully it's more exciting than today.

Peace,
Patrick