Best wishes to your son and your family. About 15 years ago I went through something similar with one of my closest friends, and it can be really scary. On a country road, my buddy drove a borrowed 1000cc bike around a turn too fast and skidded out on some loose pebbles...the bike basically exploded after going through a fence and a high tension wire. He lay unconscious in a field for hours before being discovered. He was medivac'd, and was nearly dead. He had many broken bones and has lost the use of his left arm due to nerve damage. Rehab took years but he's healthy now, except for the arm. Bikes can be dangerous...please, those of you who ride, be careful!
Prayers out to your son and his family. Been there too, had a very minor accident with my motorcycle (I was rear-ended by a car but not injured), I got home and my wife said in no uncertain terms, "you're done riding!, end of discussion". Sold my bike and haven't missed it in the least, will use the money to buy my soon-to-be-driving daughters a car. Glad all will be ok with your son.
Beautiful family- I'm jealous! Good to see a picture of who I'm praying for, and the family he belongs to.(or who belongs to HIM!)
Your grandson is going to be a DRUMMER?!?!?! That's just too cool. I guess it runs in the DNA, like my family.
Hey Airborne- I could never get riding out of my system- it's in my very soul. It about killed me when I had to quit hang gliding in '83 when I broke my back, but I'm getting the "itch" again to do it.(since I seem to be "9 feet tall & bulletproof" again!)
John- I know it's too early to decide, but when your son is all healed and better, I have a couple buds in NYC that would probably rebuild his scoot for parts money alone. I have low friends in high places, and vice-versa.
Ah, man John, my heart bleeds for you. Nothing much worse than worrying about your child. Nice touch with the pictures, BTW. Let's us put a face with the name.
Prayers sent for you and your whole family. I know he's going to have it rough in the coming months. Lots of pain with the re-hab, but he seems just to be the right man for the task. Help him keep his spirits high, when and if depression sets in. Funny as it seems, after a LONG stint in the hospital/rehab center, you can actually get depressed when you have to leave. The caretakers kind of become your extended family.
Anyway, hang in there and thank him from all of us for chosing a profession that helps others in need. He deserves our respect and appreciation, just for that alone