I woke up early one morning recently to ride my bicycle from San Francisco to Santa Rosa. Just two blocks from my home, I hit a patch of poorly paved road, and before I knew it, I was lying on my stomach in significant pain. I was shaken up and was having trouble breathing. A nice woman stopped to ask if I was okay, and I had enough strength and wherewithal to direct her to my Road ID, which she used to relay my info to 911. The fire department quickly arrived on-scene, and the paramedics were not far behind. I have a clear recollection of my Road ID being removed and hearing people say, "Wow, that's a pretty smart thing." I was transported to the hospital immediately, only to find out that I had multiple injuries: a snapped collarbone, 3 broken ribs, and a fractured radial head.
Though I’m still in a fair bit of pain, I’m already dreaming of putting my Road ID back on my wrist and getting back on my bike. Thanks for everything you do!
- Matthew .K from San Francisco, CA
