I think I need some feedback from my dirt-rider brothers and sisters. Let me apologize up front for my long windedness. Last Saturday, while out riding with my usual MX buddies, I had a crash and knocked myself out. It appears that I lost complete consciousness for about 2 minutes and am still suffering from amnesia which spans an approximate 15 to 30 minute window. This was followed up with about 4 hours of vomiting and a subsequent trip to the hospital where I received a myriad of tests and was diagnosed with a severe concussion and bruised liver. Thankfully, everything is going to be OK. I’ll obviously be off the bike until released by my doctor. I’m already back at work and feeling halfway human again. Needless to say, especially considering the amnesia part, this has been a scary situation for me. My wife has been absolutely wonderful in her support.
My concern and reason for sharing this incident has to do with how one of my MX friends handled this situation. I don’t know if I’m being overly sensitive or if I need to read something else into this. Let me explain. I met this friend and introduced him to the sport several years ago. He didn’t have a bike at the time and couldn’t afford one, so I let him use a spare bike I had rather than selling it. This arrangement lasted for about a year at which time I finally sold the bike and he purchased one himself. Well, he got the new bike and the motor completely toasted on his second ride. So I tore the bike down for him and sent the motor to Eric for a rebuild. While the motor was gone, I went ahead and stripped the frame, had it powder-coated, and serviced his suspension. This event set a precedent of free wrenching for him which has continued over the years. Since that initial rebuild, I’ve torn it down again for another re-powder coat, replaced his linkage bearings, installed a new top end, the list goes on and on. I did all of this free of labor charge of course and did 98% of it w/o any involvement from him. Recently, he had a flat tire. So I swung by his house, removed the wheel, took it home to repair, brought it back and re-installed. I’m pretty good at this stuff and enjoy doing things like this for my friends. The list goes on and on. You get the picture.
Additionally, every time this guy has been hurt in MX, I have been all over it. He banged his knee once on a whoop and it swelled. So I lined up a meeting with a Dr. friend of mine on a Sunday night at his house to check out the knee. Another time, he bailed pretty hard so I took him to the hospital and stayed with him through the entire check-out, (about 6 hours) then brought him home. (he broke his collar bone and 4 ribs)
So now we’re back to last Saturday. When I start remembering things again, I’m back at my truck and sitting in a chair. My friend is there and talking to me telling me I took a little fall and everything is OK. Fair enough. I sit there a while longer and they go for another ride. While they’re gone I start to feel weird and just want to go home. So when they get back, I tell them I’m fine and drive away. I get home and start to puke and you know the rest.
Over the next couple of days I receive multiple phone calls from this guy as he pieces together for me his handling of the situation. Bottom line is he spoke to a football player buddy of ours who was at the track. He said I had a concussion and everything would be fine. Additionally, he spoke about how I asked the same question so many times, ‘what happened?’ that he started making up ridiculous stories then would sit back and laugh his head off as I sat there and tried to make sense of it in my stupor. All the other conversations were of the same flavor where he essentially belittled the situation and generally just had a good ole time while I was suffering. Then sent me on my marry way when I had no business driving.
Without getting into more detail, this has been a recurring type of dialogue with him over the past year. I’ve continued to shrug it off but this particular event has really bothered me. You know, I honestly believe some people are better set-up to help out and be generous than others. I’m fortunate in this regard and sincerely enjoy helping people out w/o expectation of reciprocity. But I guess I did expect a little reciprocity here.
My gut feel is I need to give this relationship a break; and find some other MX friends. But I do tend to get overly emotional at times and am not thinking perfectly clear right now. I’d appreciate any feedback.
Thanks in advance
My concern and reason for sharing this incident has to do with how one of my MX friends handled this situation. I don’t know if I’m being overly sensitive or if I need to read something else into this. Let me explain. I met this friend and introduced him to the sport several years ago. He didn’t have a bike at the time and couldn’t afford one, so I let him use a spare bike I had rather than selling it. This arrangement lasted for about a year at which time I finally sold the bike and he purchased one himself. Well, he got the new bike and the motor completely toasted on his second ride. So I tore the bike down for him and sent the motor to Eric for a rebuild. While the motor was gone, I went ahead and stripped the frame, had it powder-coated, and serviced his suspension. This event set a precedent of free wrenching for him which has continued over the years. Since that initial rebuild, I’ve torn it down again for another re-powder coat, replaced his linkage bearings, installed a new top end, the list goes on and on. I did all of this free of labor charge of course and did 98% of it w/o any involvement from him. Recently, he had a flat tire. So I swung by his house, removed the wheel, took it home to repair, brought it back and re-installed. I’m pretty good at this stuff and enjoy doing things like this for my friends. The list goes on and on. You get the picture.
Additionally, every time this guy has been hurt in MX, I have been all over it. He banged his knee once on a whoop and it swelled. So I lined up a meeting with a Dr. friend of mine on a Sunday night at his house to check out the knee. Another time, he bailed pretty hard so I took him to the hospital and stayed with him through the entire check-out, (about 6 hours) then brought him home. (he broke his collar bone and 4 ribs)
So now we’re back to last Saturday. When I start remembering things again, I’m back at my truck and sitting in a chair. My friend is there and talking to me telling me I took a little fall and everything is OK. Fair enough. I sit there a while longer and they go for another ride. While they’re gone I start to feel weird and just want to go home. So when they get back, I tell them I’m fine and drive away. I get home and start to puke and you know the rest.
Over the next couple of days I receive multiple phone calls from this guy as he pieces together for me his handling of the situation. Bottom line is he spoke to a football player buddy of ours who was at the track. He said I had a concussion and everything would be fine. Additionally, he spoke about how I asked the same question so many times, ‘what happened?’ that he started making up ridiculous stories then would sit back and laugh his head off as I sat there and tried to make sense of it in my stupor. All the other conversations were of the same flavor where he essentially belittled the situation and generally just had a good ole time while I was suffering. Then sent me on my marry way when I had no business driving.
Without getting into more detail, this has been a recurring type of dialogue with him over the past year. I’ve continued to shrug it off but this particular event has really bothered me. You know, I honestly believe some people are better set-up to help out and be generous than others. I’m fortunate in this regard and sincerely enjoy helping people out w/o expectation of reciprocity. But I guess I did expect a little reciprocity here.
My gut feel is I need to give this relationship a break; and find some other MX friends. But I do tend to get overly emotional at times and am not thinking perfectly clear right now. I’d appreciate any feedback.
Thanks in advance