Aveline
I never forgot the face of a young family member, a newly qualified doctor, after his first shift in A&E. A young man had been brought it, fell off his bike, hit his head in a kerb and that was it. Stone dead. Had been happily on his way to meet friends and then just gone! I made such an impression on the young doctor. He always wore a helmet.
Exactly.
We saw head injured cyclists all the time, and I could not help feeling sometimes that it would have been better had they died - sounds cruel, but some of them lost their personalities, their sight, their ability to speak, their mobility, their ability to control their tempers which led to marriages breaking down, their hearing - well, I could go on - anything that is controlled by the brain could go. And often the personality changes were the most difficult to deal with - and things like losing the ability to think through actions, such as getting dressed in order. All things that kept people out of the job market and on benefits and lost to their families and the chances of marriage and children for the rest of their lives.
Sadly, so often these were young people with their lives ahead of them. I cannot stress too strongly how important it is to wear a helmet. On a par with wearing a seatbelt in a car.