Health update.
Well really just to finish up this thread I'll fill you in on where it all took me.
After being discharged from hospital, my Aviation doctor told me that if I wanted to live to 110 and (most important) get my aviation medical certificate back, I would have to start some sort of an exercise programme. I did and it hurt like hell too, but it was worth it.
On March third, after being stuck in a depressurization chamber, poked prodded and twisted, I proved my fitness. I mildly surprised the FAA, NZ CAA and also myself to be fit to command a commercial jet just four months after kissing a Mitsubishi 4WD fairly hard. I now have my medical certs back.
As my surgeon said, "when they dig your skeleton up in 3000 years time, they will certainly be baffled at the violence of our times".
My Saudi Masters whipped me back here and I'm currently bouncing between the middle east and Europe. Absolutely stoked to be flying again, albeit with a 27cm scar up my back and a deformed (though working fine) shoulder.
Everyone, including Mrs T have said "now is time to sell those bikes". Hell I've been doing it for 30 odd years, so cant just walk away!
I've been told all sorts of theories about getting back on the horse that threw you and so on.
However as soon as I could, I took my old Cagiva for a good ride just before I came up here. It just felt normal, I wasn't shaking with fear, having flashbacks and stuff like that. In fact I really enjoyed it as I was just doing what Ive been doing for quite a while now. Riding my bike. Though for sure, I'm a fair bit wiser after such a painful lesson and have inevitably changed some of my riding habits..
And Mrs T's thinking is coming around too.
Georgie (girl on the back) had a few tough moments, shes a tall 'leggy' girl who looked great in short skirts and the scar above her knee did her head in for a while. Its healed well now and she has also mended well between her ears too. She has now since gained her pilots licence and will, in the not too distant future, join the ranks of professional pilots. She hasn't ridden on a motorcycle since, but reckons she certainly will do again some time in the future.
Nathan, Geo's boyfriend, never rode his bike again. He sold it immediately and still displays fear at the thought of any of us riding a bike again. He has become the biggest casualty of this incident.
If you love it, let it go. If it comes back to you, you've just high-sided!
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