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MIddle son is okay.............................................................................at midnight lastnight son was on his way home on his motorcycle. He was sitting at an intersection waiting on the green light........dude coming up behind him didn't see the red light or my son...........he kept right on driving knocking my son off hi9s bike and up in to the air like a basketball............son did a few flip overs in the air...............both his gym shoes went flying 30 yards away in separate directions.........and then son landed on the ground........

The guy who hit son, according to witnesses, pulled over, got out of his car and went over to son...............son remembers asking dude to call 911...................dude called his girlfriend instead to telll her to come get him.....................probably because he was driving with a suspended license, and without insurance..................................3 cars back was an RN........who also happened to be my older sister...........................she got out to help... not knowing it was her nephew who'd just been hit......................

When older sister got to him he was going into shock......................sisters husband ran across the street to where my exhusband, and oldest son are shooting pool.....................they run to the scene of the accident as the life squad is loading up son to take to the trauma center in cincinnati..................................................................................mean while I'm at home with daughter and boyfriend.....................................I've taken the first of the anti anxiety pills doctor prescribed for me earlier in the day............i'm in bed and have just dozed off...........daughter is standing beside my bed shoving the phone at me saying brother has to talk to you.....................I answer the phone, still a little groggy and confused until I hear oldest son telling me to get over to the trauma unit, life squad is on its way with middle son who was just struck by a vehicle while on his bike.

I scream, boyfriend jumps out of bed to my screaming, daughter is crying and shaking..............we take off in the car...........I struggle to hold back the vomit that's burning my throat......my mind is racing .................................I have no idea how to get to university hosp......................from the car I call one of the nurses at my work.................she gives us directions..............on the drive i'm wondering why the life squad didn't take son to the hospital that is 2 blocks away from where he'd been hit.........I've convinced myself that he must have critical injuries thus the trauma unit...........we get to the hospital and I ask to see my son................lady in red shirt tells me it will be 15 to 20 minutes.................I ask her if he's alive..................she says LET ME CHECK (I swear that's what she said!) and walks through the double doors to where I'm guessing they have my son.............. I"m beside myself with anxiety and fear..........I feel like i'm outside my body observing the activity going on around me............... I hear boyfriend telling me to breathe and I see him rubbing my arm.

I think fuck this hospital .........I'm not waiting to see my son.................lady in red shirt must have read my mind because she meets me at the double door........as does exhusband and oldest son......................exhusband and I are led through the doors, past numerous patients on gourneys in the hallway, and in to a cubicle. ......................they tell us that son is in xray, is able to move his fingers and toes.........probably has a broken leg and will be back shortly.

Seeing him alive was the greatest feeling in the world............................he knew the outcome could have been so much worse...............he cried, and so did I. He swears he's finished with the whole motorcycle thing..........syas he'll never get on one again.

Finally got him home the next morning.
He has a broken left leg, and a mean case of whip lash..............................he's not complaining too much. He knows he was lucky to be alive.

Dude in a cadillac hurt my son. He was driving uninsured with a suspended license. He wasn't arrested because they don't arrest rather they will send him a notice to appear in court.
I've never physically harmed another human being in all of my life.
This guy almost killed my son...............................and wouldn't even call 911.
I believe that if son and dude had been the only 2 people at that intersection, dude would have left my son laying there to go in shock and die..............or to be hit my another vehicle.
I want to beat the fuck out of him.