A bit OF a Detour

I set out on one of my beautiful rural road bike routes on the early evening of Monday April 22.  The next memory I have is waking up in the Emergency Department of the University of Tennessee Medical Center- from which I pieced together how I arrived there.
I ride with my cell phone and use the Beacon feature of the Strava app which allows my wife to follow my progress on her phone - which stopped about half way through.  She called my phone and reached a very  kind Good Samaritan (actually one of at least two) who found me unconscious by the side of the road and called the police who in turn called an ambulance.

The police report indicates that I stated that I fell off my bike on West Bull Run Valley but could not describe why.  I'm told I was repeating myself a bit.  I was happy to see that the UTMC documents at least referred to a " very pleasant 67-year-old male" and "a good historian". 
I had a series of physical and mental examinations which yieled no remarkable suprises to attend to.  At 10 PM a CT's of neck, chest adbomen and pelvis were unremarkable - however CT of the head revealed:
      Subarchnoid hemorrage
      Subdural hematoma
in addition to face lacerations and scraping of the hands and side.  I was scheduled for a follow up at 4 AM to see if my situation would stabilize and allow me to be discharged.
On return to my room - my wife and I settled down to a long series of "Murder She Wrote" episodes on my TV.  I was then wheeled in for a second CT without contrast:

I was then discharged and Kathy drove us home.  I had a bit a room-spinning when rising from sleep which is subsiding.  My wounds are scabbing over.  Soon I'll bring my bike in for a once over and see if I'm ready to get back in the saddle.