Okay if you don't know my mom and maybe even if you do, she is a daredevil. No joke. It is unlikely that you will meet a tougher, push-the-limit, no-guts-no-glory woman...ever. I cannot tell you how many times I've gotten the call like I did this morning from my dad: "Before you say anything, she's okay...but your mom is in the hospital."
When I was little mom fell off of a ladder and got a compound fracture in her wrist. She had to get external pins that were held together with what looked like a robot arm that was sticking out of her skin. Awesome.
A few years ago she knocked herself out cold snowboarding. On the way down she was complaining that the backboard hurt more than her head.
Today was no different. She changed her tire on her mountain bike at home, but forgot to reattach the back brake. They live on a huge hill in Gig Harbor that leads to a major road. Well by the time she realizes she doesn't have her back brake she knows she has to stop before she gets side swiped by a car. So logically she locks up on her front brake, sending her flying(I'm thinking full flip onto her face, because that is what she landed on.) Helmet on but still knocked unconscious. An innocent passerby stops and calls an ambulance, and by the time my dad gets word back at home she is already loaded up and headed to the ER. In the end: out of the hospital by the end of the day with a broken collarbone, cut open upper lip, and a neck brace for 5 days before her next visit with the doctor. Oh yeah she turns 55 next week. Beat that. I doubt you can. Man I love my mom, no fear. Can't wait to see her for graduation.
6 years ago
