I'll admit my mistakes... I did almost the same thing.
One Sunday morn, I was taking a girl home, still half drunk, on a road that I didn't know too well and on a bike that I had just got. I came upon a 90deg corner way too hot and thought" damn, I'm gonna drag hard" So I lifted.
Then me thinks "bad idea, I'm gonna run off the road and a car might be coming"
So I pulled it back down and pried the front tire off the road and down we went. I went in on my face/chest and she came off my back and went flying through the trees and broke a couple fingers. The bike went flying off the bank and I simply slid to a halt in the grass. I fell no pain except for the agony of defeat.
Brand new FJ1100 with a tree wedged between the front tire and the pipes. Some good-ole-boys stopped and helped me lift it out of the tree and I was on my way again. A few quarters at the car wash to get the mud out of my jacket zipper and I was good to go. She was a real trooper, never complained and I didn't even know her fingers were broke for a couple days. The lesson here is "Pay Attention"