In this corner you have the freedom camp! Their anthem is something like: "Don't force your stupid helmet laws on us 'cause you're taking away our freedom to choose! I should have the right to decide these things for myself! There's nothing like feelin' the breeze on the open road!"
In the other corner, are people who are afraid they might have to watch or have watched their sons (or some significant other) suffer and/or die because they weren't wearing a helmet.
One Mother's Story
Not only am I the mother of a motorcycle rider, but I'm also someone who has been a motorcycle fan for most of my adult life. My son comes from a family of motorcycle enthusiasts, racers and even has relatives that have been involved in motorcycle manufacturing so we're not novices to the pros and cons of motorcycle riding and the helmet wearing debate.
The Phone Call
It was Sept 28, 2003 when the call came. You know, the one that every mother dreads might happen someday! Well, my someday had arrived. It was the Orlando Medical Center telling me my son had been seriously injured etc. etc. etc. Your mind goes blank and you temporarily go deaf part way through one of those calls so I didn't get all the details. By the way, I live in Massachusetts to make matters worse and at the time had very little money. I managed to get some money and made it to Florida and will never forget my first sight of my son in the ICU. I'll spare you the gory details.
What To Expect
They always try to minimize the prognosis at first, since he was still unconscious, we had to wait to see the extent of brain damage. Yes, they used those words. He had surgery on both sides of his brain--bilateral hematoma. Don't you just love expanding your vocabulary? The projections ran the gamut of possibilities but we had to wait till he woke up.
"The Miracle"
He woke up! The first few days were quite challenging since his personality was very combative at first. He ended up being a very lucky young man due to many factors which I like to think of as "The Miracle".
First, his accident happened at night as he was entering his condo complex which means he had just entered the gate and was going slow. No-one knows exactly what happened but he apparently lost control right there. The nearest unit with a view of the gate was quite a distance away but that's where the second part of "The Miracle" kicked in literally! The horn got stuck! Someone ended up looking out of their window and calling for help! The third part was that the Life Flight helicopter arrived quickly and delivered him to Orlando Medical Center. Finally, one of the best Neurosurgeons in the state was on call and available when my son was brought in. If any of these factors hadn't occurred, he would have died...alone, in the dark, until someone drove into the condo complex.
Residual Effects
It took a while for his personality to get close to his normal sweet self. (My term, not his!) He lost hearing on one side and lost his sense of taste. His short term memory is still spotty but vastly improved from the first few weeks after the accident. He does get headaches but that could be from the stress of running his own pool building business. Yes, he was able to resume his business after a few weeks. He met a wonderful girl and got married and last year had a beautiful son who, of course is a miracle!
So What About The Helmet Debate
I've always worn a helmet even when there were no helmet laws. My son and some other relatives wore them when required by law but if left to their own choosing didn't always wear a helmet. Florida didn't have a helmet law in 2003 so he wasn't wearing a helmet at the time of the accident. Would he wear one now? Yes, if he ever gets another motorcycle.
So what about everyone else? I certainly don't presume to tell the world how to live. I'm writing this to give the "freedom camp" something to think about. My son's accident was not on a highway at high speed but, when getting your head clobbered on the pavement/curb, it doesn't take much speed to break your brain! It's the only brain you have and I've seen a lot of people who weren't as lucky as my son and had much more permanent brain damage.
You Decide
So really, you have a serious decision to make. You could decide it's worth the risk for yourself as an individual because you want to feel the wind (bugs?) blowing through your hair. But, don't forget to ask yourself "How will my mother (fill in the blank with any significant other) feel when she gets that call late one night from an Intensive Care Unit or Emergency Room? Will the first thing she thinks be 'Oh God was he wearing a helmet?' Or will she thank God because she knows you always wear a helmet? Like I said you decide!