Wow, glad your alright and the bike is in relatively good shape despite the circumstances.
August 7th 9:37a.m. 5 months ago I was headed to an appointment on my 97 Bandit 1200. It was my 13th bike I have owned, been riding since I could walk and know respect for my machines! The bandit put down more power than I or anyone else would ever need on public roads and it was suprisingly not the power that caused the crash, it was my stupid idea I had things figured out.
I came up a small hill at about 55mph and as I came off the crest of the hill on the throttle the bars started to headshake. I have owned alot of twins (thumpers) and most noteably was my 77 Yamaha XS650. It got a little wobble and you give it gas to get out of it... not the same case when the wobble is cause by accelerating in the first place on a big mean 1200 4 cylinder bike. Rolling off it would have sufficed.
I gave it gas and the headshake went to full on tank slapper and before I could roll off the throttle to subside the wobble the rear tire started to follow the front into what I refer to as the "dance of death", the rear tire loads up one direction and after unloading, it goes airborne and contacts the road, storing more energy and springing back the opposite. THis only happens 2 or 3 times before the enevitable happens.
I got thrown high side, let go of the bars to not get mouse trapped, and flew over my flipping and spinning bike, hit the ground at an estimated 70-80mph due to the accel to get rid of the wobble. I tumbled for 437ft according to the county police and broke 3 bones in my right foot, grade 3 seperated my left shoulder, severly sprained both ankles, and pretty much destroyed my bike. Nothing left on it was worth anything, it was totalled.
I stood up after a check of my spine and neck (I was laying in the road and had to move for fear of traffic hitting me) walked 30ft on my messed ankles and foot, sat down, and called the authoritys and an ambulance. 48 hours in the hospitol and I was back home, living alone, on crutches and a cast, 10% of my range of motion in my left arm, but alive and well.
(I was wearing this years model HJC CL-SP, a mid 80's Hien Gericke riding jacket, knee, shin, elbow, and fore arm armor, race spec boots, and tecknic chicane gauntlets... waaaay over dressed for being an american rider, but, under dressed for my situation. I picked the bandit over a 98 R6, 89 FZR600, and a gently downed 02' R1... it was the logical step in power and weight from the 750 Seca I had previously)
I have been riding for nearly 8 years on the street and my first street bike was a 1976 Honda CB360T, 30hp but probably 20hp more than I needed at 17 years old and being a first street bike it scared the living hell out of me on a daily basis. My idiot self couldn't keep off the throttle every chance I got.
The world of motorcycling is a dangerous one and the sooner we learn the perils and accept the consequenses the better. I am very glad you are unhurt, the bike is repairable, and your as human as everyone else (scared) when it comes to getting back on and going back to the level you were at.
I have since ridden, my avatar is a pic taken from my first ride since my crash and have been out for nearly 600 miles since my crash. A few around the block runs on my buddies 06 Ninja 650R, a few hundred mile loop on another friends 07 GSXR1000 (totally retarded bike), and a few hundred more miles on another guys 07 R6 (sweet, easy to control bike!) and I still have problems with letting the bike move about under me.
Rebuilding that confidence in your rear tire will be a chore but don't give up, these are the experiences that will shape you into a better, smoother, SAFER rider!
Good luck, best wishes, and may the sun be at your back and the wind in your helmet vents brother!