Coworkers of DCists’s newest writer Ben Freed might want to avoid him today. Last night he spent the evening in the ER after falling off his bike. And when we say evening, we’re talking 6:30 p.m. to 1 a.m. Colleagues convinced the groggy blogger to get himself checked out after he fell off his bike yesterday, banged his head and skinned his knee.
“Pretty long wait. Anyone wanna hang at the emergency room?” he wrote on Twitter around dinner time.
At first Freed was reluctant to talk about the incident further, but after a little arm twisting, he spilled his guts.
“Fine. Here’s what happened: Yesterday morning, while riding my bike downtown I tried to avoid a car pulling into my lane and in doing so, hit a pothole which sent me tumbling to the pavement. I skinned my knee—Here’s a yucky photo!—and banged my head on the ground. (I was wearing a helmet.) I got up, saw the bike was, save some
very superficial damage, fine, and continued on to the John A. Wilson Building. Both there and at McPherson Square, friends and colleagues I ran into noticed I was somewhat groggy. After filing my last story for the day, I decided to take their advice and go to the emergency room.
And guess what? Emergency rooms take a while. I got there at 6:30 p.m. and didn’t leave until 1 a.m., at which point I was more exhausted, bored and hungry than fuzzy-headed. The attending physician said I answered every question on the neurological quiz correctly and that a CT scan showed no signs of injury, so unfortunately for you, looks like I’m just as whip-smart and clever as I’ve ever been.”
We’re ecstatic to see Freed on the mend.