denny's was closed due to a power outage.
at 9:30 or so, my friend phil texted me "they're closed".
i responded "who?" at about 9:40. the confusion there makes me think the accident has already happened at that point. 5 minutes later, i text him again, this time with the word "what?"
from looking at my phone now, i've determined that one hour passed and i then texted phil with "what am I doing?" (at 10:40 PM)
i, apparently, managed to make it back to my house with my bicycle.
soon after that, my brother came home. he told me that I had left my bike downstairs by the door (I live in an apartment complex). I went downstairs, came back up and told him that it wasn't my bike.
he tells me i just bought a new bike a day ago because mine was stolen and i tell him i don't remember that.
he calls a friend of mine and my father and they take me to the hospital.
I don't remember *any* of that actually happening, it's just what I've managed to piece together.