Re: Motorcycle Adaptions
Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 12:20 am
Linda...I can relate to what you are saying as I was thinking the very same thing as I read through the postings. Mostly thinking: I hope my son doesn't read this but on the other hand (so to speak), he repaired motorcycles before his accident (on the job accident) and would probably love to share his 2 cents. He also suffered a brain injury and is struggling to adjust to his disabilities and change of self-image. And, the pain is probably the worst part of it.
I love horses. I've been terribly injured while riding. I didn't own one again until about 6 years ago (30 year gap). I know the feeling of freedom and joy that comes with riding horses. My mother asked me how I could endanger myself again? And, I also told her she couldn't possibly understand. Well, that horse didn't kill me but she died a very tragic death. A broken heart can be about as bad as a broken body.
Going through this ordeal with my son has been very difficult for both of us. I don't think I could survive another go round. And yet, I would be fooling myself to think that life couldn't get harder no matter how careful we may be.
But, if I do ride again (horses), you can bet that I will be wearing a helmet. I guess it's a matter of personal risk and judgement. Do I think my son will try riding a bike again...yes. Do I look forward to the day...no. Does it make him angry to see a rider without a helmet? YES! Does he understand it when I say it's a personal choice? NO! Does it make any sense to me? NO! Do I think Canada is wise in a national law for helmets? YES! As with seatbelts and anything to make getting out there with God knows who...safer. One thing I do understand now is that the choices I make and the consequences are not just about me. There are a few things I thought about doing in my younger days (and a few I've done) that I have certainly ruled out now as not worth the risk. To each their own...I'm glad you raised the subject, Linda. It is very hard to see someone you love suffer. For as bad as this has been, I remind myself of how much worse it would be to be mourning my son's death.
I love horses. I've been terribly injured while riding. I didn't own one again until about 6 years ago (30 year gap). I know the feeling of freedom and joy that comes with riding horses. My mother asked me how I could endanger myself again? And, I also told her she couldn't possibly understand. Well, that horse didn't kill me but she died a very tragic death. A broken heart can be about as bad as a broken body.
Going through this ordeal with my son has been very difficult for both of us. I don't think I could survive another go round. And yet, I would be fooling myself to think that life couldn't get harder no matter how careful we may be.
But, if I do ride again (horses), you can bet that I will be wearing a helmet. I guess it's a matter of personal risk and judgement. Do I think my son will try riding a bike again...yes. Do I look forward to the day...no. Does it make him angry to see a rider without a helmet? YES! Does he understand it when I say it's a personal choice? NO! Does it make any sense to me? NO! Do I think Canada is wise in a national law for helmets? YES! As with seatbelts and anything to make getting out there with God knows who...safer. One thing I do understand now is that the choices I make and the consequences are not just about me. There are a few things I thought about doing in my younger days (and a few I've done) that I have certainly ruled out now as not worth the risk. To each their own...I'm glad you raised the subject, Linda. It is very hard to see someone you love suffer. For as bad as this has been, I remind myself of how much worse it would be to be mourning my son's death.