A “perfect storm” is an expression that describes an event where a rare combination of circumstances will aggravate a situation drastically.
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He remembers getting on his motorcyle on a Friday morning and heading east for a short ride on a quiet country highway. He doesn’t remember the ambulance trip, nor much about the day he spent in Emergency. His next 4 days in Trauma were also a bit of a blur, but that was to be expected with a brain injury. There were lots of other injuries too – the human body isn’t designed for unexpected flight off a motorcycle.
It was the Perfect Storm. In a split second, everything that could go wrong that morning – did. And, after that, everything that could go right – did too.
Someday, our family will say, “We wish this had never happened. We hope it never happens again. But – we are a stronger family for it.” Each member of the family will take a different lesson away from the experience. It has been that life altering.
It has been three weeks since the accident. The stitches are out, the wounds are healing, the bones are knitting. The brain is probably working the hardest, though. It has no problem retrieving the memories of everything that happened before it got bumped, but holding onto everything that has happened since the accident is like trying to capture a stream of water in your hands.
The Harley Davidson motorcycle waits patiently in the garage. Like the owner, it is scratched and dented, but with the touch of the key it still roars to life. With time, and patience, both will be well again some day.