I hope you and the wife recover quickly from the accident, and that the motorcyclist is not too badly injured. When I crashed my motorbike, they kept me lying down for a long too, even though I knew I was ok - well, I had a broken ankle, but I hadn't even hit my head or done anything that could have damaged my neck or back. Hit the kerb with my foot sliding along on my bottom..
Similar to your accident, years ago, my brother was turning right here
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The 4 passengers in the Sierra (it was unlicensed, uninsured!) were still in the car when I got there, being extracted by police and ambulancemen, it was a mess and they were all groggy. My brother was sat on the wall smoking a cigarette, like nothing had happened, though he did go to hospital and they found severe whiplash, a leg injury and a damaged back. He's skinny and light, so not much to damage! He ended up with about £6k in compensation after a couple of court appearances - the driver tried to counter-sue him, unsuccessfully . My brother savaged the driver's solicitor so badly the judge mentioned how impressed he was, and suggested he consider a career in law..
First thing the police did when they got to his car was lean through the window and see if the indicators were on. They were, of course, though they had to ask him to point them out, it being an old Satellite dash BX.
edit : The "amusing" part of this whole thing was that a chap jumped out of the garden behind the road sign and offered to be a witness. He'd jumped over the wall out of the way of the oncoming Sierra!