I got hit by a large SUV doing between 30mph and 40mph a few years ago. I can’t tell you why or how, but I had a split second to twist and plant my hands on the hood and jump so I went up instead of under. Went into the windshield (broke it) and then got launched when she slammed on the brakes. It put my radius and ulna into my hands, my back into my guts, and knocked my brain so hard I gave the emergency crew a phone number that belonged to a girlfriend I’d broken up with almost 20yrs prior. Took me a year to be able to write again, not just physically. I’d start putting words to paper and end up with gibberish because between my brain and my hand it didn’t connect. Had to leave post-it notes around the house as a check list- did you eat, bathe, brush your teeth, feed the dogs, piss? My ability to sleep was wrecked, no circadian rythym. I don’t entirely believe in fate, but how the fuck that didn’t kill or cripple me boggles my mind (what’s left of it) daily.