When I was a teenager, my parents wouldn't let me ride a motorcycle as they said it was too dangerous. I should have listened to them. I went on a motorcyle ride as a gift for my 50th birthday and lost control. I was in so much pain waiting for the ambulance to arrive. Now I've had 3 operations to repair broken bones, and I have another 2 or 3 to go. This blog is all about the process of recovering from a bad motorcycle accident and talks about the type of orthopedic surgery you need to repair shattered bones.