[sammyg2]

Live to ride, ride or die, all those really emotional cliches don't mention anything about being a water-head, mush-brain, veg, etc.

A good friend of the family is officially one of those due to a motorcycle crach. She was wearing one of those stupid platic lids instead of a real helmet and she was hit by a car.
Now she can't be left alone for a minute, can't really speak, and she wears a diaper which her husband and teenage children have to help change on a regular basis. She will be like this for the rest of her life and probably a good portion of theirs.

But she was doing what she loved and she was living her life (insert other *$%#$% sayings here).