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My son told and showed my hubby and myself last night that he had bought a motorcycle, crotch rocket no less. I was devastated and cried so hard my eyes hurt. You see my nephew was killed 2-1/2 years ago on a big Harley when a bucket tree truck took a sudden turn in front of him and he died instantly. My sister and the whole family have been devastated by this. It literally caused my sister to have to file for disability because of the mental anguish over this nightmare. When I saw that bike last night, I just lost it and cried and cried. All I could think about was Kris all over again. I cannot believe my son would put his dad and I through this. He is our only son, but also almost 24 years old. He has this OCD problem of buying truck, Bobcat 4-wheeler, a Bobcat for construction and had a 4-wheeler until he sold it which he only had 37 hours on it. I know I cannot tell him what to do but you as parents how does one learn to deal with a situation like this? He is a good kid, no smoking, does not drink, but has this obsession to have all these "toys." My grandfather was also killed when a motorcycle hit him. I am such a worrier and the fear of something happening or the police knocking on the door is almost too much to bear. My sister thought her son was downstairs in bed. It was just horrible and to beat it all the many only had to spend a couple of days in jail, but lost his job and home after this company let him go.
I am having a real hard time with my son having this crotch rocket. Why could have not bought a regular bike. He does not even know how to drive one. I also have my daughter living with me again after going through a nasty violent divorce and the constant battle from her ex about everyday. Lost my job as MT from hospital 3 years ago to outsource company and now that company has lost that contract to another MT outsource company, so I decided to draw unemployment, also having foot surgery tomorrow with cast on for 3 weeks. My nerves, what are left, are shot. Son told me he was going to ride when it is cold, but guys are guys. I wish I could just escape to another place. His wants and needs are definitely screwed up. Then my sister went and bought a Ridley motorcycle a few weeks ago and is riding and they gave my nephew's motorcycle to her other son. To make things worse, he was riding on his Dad's big Harley when accident happened. Mom died from leukemia last year, then my 2 favorite brother and sister cats died. This definitely has been a rough year or so for me. Any advice would be greatly helpful on how to cope with child having a motorcycle. I was praying he would never buy one, but reality set in last night. I cried myself to sleep.
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