The last time I saw a bus in a major metropolitan area, it was late February.
The weather was nice and sunny.
I was in New York City, on the East Coast.
I rode my bike and pedaled along the Hudson River to catch a ferry to the city of Newburgh.
It was a beautiful day.
I got off at a big intersection.
A bus was approaching and I was on the other side.
It turned and drove into my lane.
I spun around and tried to avoid the bus.
It hit me in the face and it flipped me over.
I had a broken nose and broken eye socket.
I never got off the bus and I still have no idea how I got there.
A few days later, I went to see the police officer who was driving the bus when the crash happened.
The man said he thought I was trying to jump the curb and it hit me hard enough to send me flying over my shoulder and hit my head on the curb.
My face was so swollen I had to get a CT scan and a CT brain scan.
A CT scan is an X-ray of your brain, which is what’s used to measure brain activity.
A brain scan is what the doctors use to see if you have a brain injury.
The CT scan shows how much blood is coming in and out of your head.
A blood clot can mean that your brain isn’t fully functional yet.
This means your brain is slowly dying.
If your brain does not survive the CT scan, your brain will continue to slow down and eventually die.
If the CT scans shows brain injury, it means the brain stem is dying.
This can cause some serious side effects.
I didn’t know I had brain damage until a few months after the accident.
The next morning, I was still feeling a little bit of numbness.
I went out for a run and it was just like I was normal.
Then, I had headaches, a little twitching, some stiffness.
I just felt like my whole body felt like I had been hit with a bus.
The doctors told me that my brainstem was still working, and I could still move my arms and legs, but I still couldn’t run.
I also could not stand up straight.
At one point, I couldn’t even pick up my cellphone and talk to my girlfriend.
I still felt like the bus had hit me, but it was the pain I felt in my neck and brain that was the most intense.
I could not even stand up to go to work the next day.
So, in the weeks after the crash, I started taking anti-anxiety medication.
After the accident, I took a break from using the bus because I had not been able to do much on the job.
I started working at a hotel.
I took my family to the beach and took some walks and rode my bicycle around the city.
I would just get on the bus to go home and spend the rest of the day relaxing.
Then I started feeling really bad.
I thought it was going to be a normal life for a few weeks.
I have no memory of the crash.
I think the bus was on my right side.
When I looked back, I saw that the bus driver was wearing a helmet, which was standard on buses, and he was in a yellow jersey.
That was my first thought.
When the crash took place, I think my wife and I were walking through the area that the crash had taken place.
We didn’t see the bus that hit us because we were on the sidewalk and I had my cellphone out.
When we saw the bus, I thought, Oh my god.
The bus was not moving.
I remember thinking, This is really bad, and it’s really bad because it’s going to kill my wife.
The truck came through the intersection and hit the bus in front of us, and then the bus came up behind us.
I’m thinking, Oh, my God, it’s coming toward us!
It’s just unbelievable.
The driver was not wearing a seat belt.
We did not know it was coming at us at that time, but the bus hit us hard enough that it flipped over my head and my head struck the ground and I got on my back and I couldn: not even get out of the way.
It just looked like a giant rubber ball had hit the back of my head.
When my wife got off, she saw me lying on the ground.
I don’t know how long she lay there, but she looked at me and she said, I can’t breathe.
I said, Well, can you do anything?
She looked at the bus coming towards us and she was just thinking, I don´t know, if you hit me too hard, you could hit me even harder.
I turned around and I tried to get up, but my neck was too stiff.
I looked at her and I said: Is she going to make it?
She said, No, she’ll