collision

This morning, at about 9:15, I set out for what was supposed to be a 25-30 mile bike ride. I had a bright green cycling vest on for added visibility. At 16th and Spring Garden, I was peddling in the bike lane and about to ride through the intersection when a car decided that he was going to make a right turn in front of me. I was hit and slid on the ground, hurting my right butt/tailbone and my left calf. I was scared and pissed. I jumped up to get the person's license plate as they sped off, but was too rattled. I then tried to flag down a cop, but he sped past too. I wish he was going to the car that hit me, but I think if that was the case, the cop would've sent an ambulance to me (and he didn't). I called Tray, who came and got me. By the time he got to me, I was crying and the initial shock was over. I was just needing a hug and some TLC for my wounds, and reassurance that I would be ok.
This was so scary. I don't know that I'll be riding the streets for a little while.
In happier news, we just got a family membership to the YMCA and we took the girls swimming! They both LOVED it, and it was such a nice way to spend some time. I think we're off to the zoo this afternoon.
I am still in mental replay mode, my mind is trying to make sense of it. Tray says that my head will grow weary of replay mode and soon move on.
I am grateful to be alive and to be able to walk and talk and breathe and hold my babies and hug my husband.