Posted by bj on Tuesday, May 19, 2009
It hurts to walk, it hurts to type and mouse, and though I can sit comfortably and stand comfortably, getting to either of those positions from the other is painful in the extreme. And I was both laughing (at myself) and crying at the same time when I realized that I couldn't just stand up without excruciating pain in my very swollen and tender left leg, so went to use my hands on the armrests of my chair to help, without thinking about it, only to scream in agony as I put pressure on my sprained and bruised left wrist and swollen, bruised and scraped up heel of my right hand.
Yesterday I went to the flea market early in the morning, and it was cold and windy. I was just walking, downhill, on uneven pavement. I usually watch my step at these places pretty closely since there's always obstacles and uneven ground, but I have a lot of hair and there was a lot of wind. So when the hair kept blowing in my face, I managed to step wrong when I couldn't see, and over I went, onto my left knee (onto a rock on top of rough pavement) and onto the heels of both hands to avoid a face plant.
Good news is the left wrist isn't broken, it just feels that way.
And despite being sore and grumpy when I finally did make it home yesterday, the VERY FIRST THING I did was pick up the fiddle. Getting it into position caused some pain and grumbling, but once it was there I found I can play relatively pain free.
Yesterday was the FIRST day I played less than a half hour (only did a couple tune run throughs) since I took the painkiller shortly after I put the fiddle down and then I was off to la-la-land. Slept through dinner and right through till this morning. Good thing I fed the cat BEFORE I took the painkiller, or he would have gone hungry for sure.
This morning is better than yesterday. The swelling is down considerably. And things are starting to turn interesting colors. Oh joy.
Is it nuts to consider taking a couple martial arts lessons just so I can learn how to fall so as to protect my fiddle hands?
And yes, the hair will be tied back or braided next time I go to the flea market and it's windy.
Humbled by this instrument Says:
Tuesday, May 19, 2009 @6:59:09 AM
Tuesday, May 19, 2009 @7:01:09 AM
What doesn't kill us makes us think about playing the harmonica until the pain goes away. Hope you're back to feeling well soon.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009 @10:24:51 AM
Best Wishes for a Speedy Recovery-
glad you can still play!
Tuesday, May 19, 2009 @10:42:53 AM
I don't know if martial arts lessons as a way of learning to fall are nuts or not (probably not, actually) but I can tell you that during the winter I actually tried to think about how I'd save my wrists (and head) if I went down on the ice.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009 @1:06:35 PM
Congradulations BJ! You didn't brake any bones. That would have been 4-6 weeks ( sometimes longer) in a cast. I realise this probably isn't much consolation as you sit there battered and bruised, but you'll probably feel a lot better in a week or two.
Humbled by this instrument Says:
Tuesday, May 19, 2009 @4:56:36 PM
Martial arts? Yeah, after training for years with the local MMA guys, I walk around just daring the cold and wind and uneven pavement to make me fall...I just dare them to try.
Yet it's good that you're okay, basically. Wouldn't want you to have to be playing "Cripple Creek" all the time. And when you feel better, you can play that old blues tune by BB King, "The Swell[ing] Is Gone." I'd recommend lots of rest, yet go easy on the whiskey, especially before breakfast.
Hope this advice helps and gives comfort--
Tuesday, May 19, 2009 @5:05:50 PM
And your local MMA guys use fiddles instead of numchucks?
I thought that was "The Thrill Is Gone". Silly me. I've been singing it wrong all these years. Thanks for putting me right on that, Humbled.
mudbug, I'm happy there's no cast, for sure, but wouldn't have even minded that so much . . . as long as I could still fiddle. :-)
Tuesday, May 19, 2009 @5:40:08 PM
Sorry ya fell bj. I got lots of bubble wrap here for the next time ya go there. You sound a lot like myself actually. I would get blackouts tho and hit the ground at a simple trip or too quick of a turn. I guess it's something I out grew cause it hasn't happened since those good old school years. But I can totally see how wind can play a part in blinding one with long locks.
Glad your ok!! Some hot soaks should help the areas that are not swollen in case ya end up being stiff. As for your bruises...well at least something colorful came out of it. Glad to hear you can still play. That's the important thing!!!
Tuesday, May 19, 2009 @5:49:14 PM
Dee, I was at Perkiomenville and finally met up with that guy who teaches fiddle whose number I lost, figuring maybe I could pass him onto you as a possible ear training teacher . . . only to find out he knows you. He's your new luthier . . . LOL!
The colors should REALLY be interesting by tomorrow . . . Yes to that bubble wrap. I do NOT wanna feel like this again!
Tuesday, May 19, 2009 @6:02:00 PM
Sounds like something I would do. Aren't ya glad you weren't carrying a fiddle.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009 @6:21:06 PM
If I was carrying a fiddle I'd be in worse shape. I would have contorted to save it, same way I did when I slipped on the ice and twisted my back outta shape to avoid falling on my dog.
Wednesday, May 20, 2009 @2:25:53 AM
Small world huh....wow!!. Ya know I did ask him if he teaches. He said no cause he feels he's not good at teaching. He sure can play tho!! I told him I'd call him next time I have a bon-fire outback. Mabey this Sat???
Wednesday, May 20, 2009 @6:33:46 AM
hate to hear that....no matter what kind of pain i'm in. i can still play my music....it seems to help me get my mind off things that go wrong......fiddle players stick together!!!♥hope you feel better soon.
Wednesday, May 20, 2009 @2:51:44 PM
Thanks, Jen! Every day is a bit easier.
Friday, May 22, 2009 @11:33:11 AM
Sorry about your mishap. It sounds like you are on the mend, and that your sense of humor was not damaged. You did address the big issue, you can still play your fiddle.
I am leaving work now for a weekend picnic/music fest in Tioga County. The owners host an annual Memorial Day weekend bash. They built a small stage in the barn, roast an ox, and host a lot of music. Our band is going to play a few sets on stage, and we will jam at our campsite. If I find and sit in on an OT jam I'll let you know whether I manage to avoid irritating the others.
Heal. I hope that you have music in your weekend.
Friday, May 22, 2009 @11:37:01 AM
Thanks Blu! I cancelled on the trip up to Altamont NY, but I have a couple local jams to go to, so yes, I'll be making some music for sure.
Friday, May 22, 2009 @3:40:34 PM
Too bad about missing Black Creek. I am heading there tomorrow. I usually keep the recorder running and usually come back with a pile of new (to me) tunes
Hopefully I will make it to next weeks Jam in Pburg
Friday, May 22, 2009 @3:47:53 PM
Oh, geez, Rick, and I'm still working on the last bunch you taught me! I hope I see you Tuesday!
Sunday, May 24, 2009 @6:28:43 PM
You got me to thinking.........
Since I took up Tai Chi about three years ago, I've not fallen once, not on ice, uneven pavement, nor rocky ground. My feet have slipped or gotten tangled in things often enough, but I've never been close to falling or even being knocked off balance.
If you can find a Tai Chi teacher with a decent heritage, especially Yang style (although they are all good), it can transform your life in dozens of ways.
Sunday, May 24, 2009 @6:36:09 PM
You'd think over 20 years of dance lessons would have made me less of a klutz! Actually, I've considered Tai Chi more than once, and just never pursued it. Maybe it's time.
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