Thread:OodlesOfTootles/@comment-28482541-20180205031514/@comment-32899062-20180205062614

It is probably a good thing that you weren't able to learn. I still have my bike but I haven't been on it for quite a long time. I have just been too busy to sell it.

The hospital I worked at during my time in the OR was a trauma center. The motorcycle accidents that came into the OR really made me think about what I wanted in life, which was to finish school and dedicate myself to not only saving people, but also saving animals. I felt that losing an arm or a leg would strip me of accomplishing that.

We had a 23 yr old pt who had to have his leg amputated due to his motorcycle accident. The surgeons were able to save his hand. The next day, I went to visit him in ICU. The charge nurse told me that he had not woken up yet. I can't imagine what it would feel like to wake up and realize your leg was gone.

A few days after that BLOODY case, I got on my bike, except this timw I was actually scared of it. That was when I realized I was done riding. The thrill sometimes is just not worth it. Your cousins were right.