Posts tagged injury
Where’d the youthful stamina go?
2I remember the days when I didn’t have to worry about being out of breath or slow to get back into the groove of anything. I could run and play and frolic with no concerns whatsoever. What the hell happened to all of that?
Yesterday evening, I played a few games of 1-on-1 basketball against my roommate, James. Granted, it’s been almost ten months since I’ve played an actual game of basketball and my fractured rib still isn’t 100% healed, but that doesn’t make it any easier to swallow the results. We played three games and I lost all three. It wasn’t just rust, it was lack of stamina and a complete lack of comfort on the court that got me. I was a mess. I was out of breath and completely out of tune with my own body. It was almost embarrassing.
I miss those good old days. The days of being 16 and having infinite stamina and being completely invincible.
A collection of random thoughts
4I don’t have anything worth talking about that could fill an entire post, so I’m just throwing random thoughts out there. You ready? Can you dig it?
I’m getting a bit fed up with MLB 2K9. It’s just too easy to hit home runs. In a game between my roommate Chris and I, we managed to hit a total of 12 home runs. In a game he played online against some random person, the two of them managed to hit 15, with each having more home runs than base hits. Ridiculous. Between the home run fest and the frame rate slow downs near foul territory, it can be a bit frustrating at times.
My new phone, the AT&T Fuze, isn’t perfect. I’m having a hard time with battery life lately. I can’t even get through the day with it, regardless of how heavy my usage may be. The GPS is also extremely slow to lock on, though an upcoming fix from AT&T is expected. Either way, I love the phone, but I can easily acknowledge that it’s not perfect.
My rib is almost completely healed. I rarely feel any pain in it unless I accidentally lay down on that side and lay on my elbow. I can’t wait to get out and actually play some basketball. I need the competition.
I finally watched “Raiders of the Lost Ark”. It’s a good movie, but I think some people really over hype it due to it’s age. Half of the punches thrown in the movie look pathetically fake and some of the acting from the smaller roles is just sadly pathetic. Maybe the film just hasn’t aged well. I’m just not sure.
This injury is starting to annoy me
3I’m a guy and, sometimes, a stereotypical one, at that. When I fractured my rib, I thought it would be no big deal after a day or two. This damn thing is now starting to bug me as I find myself consistently being hindered by it.
Besides that every sneeze hurts like a son of a bitch and getting out of bed is way more painful that it should ever be, today was the first day I ever felt truly held back by my fractured rib. After work, I went to the park with my roommate, Chris, to play some basketball. I can’t stretch, reach for the ball, run, rebound, or shoot any deep shots without nearly killing myself. All I could do was gingerly shoot around and walk after stray shots. It sucked. I wanted to play a game, no matter how out of game shape I am. I couldn’t and it’s really bugging me.
There’s no point to this post other than allowing me to whine a bit. I want to get healthy as soon as possible so that I can actually play ball, a bit, every now an then.
Crappy carnivals and fractured ribs
3You’d be surprised how easily the former can lead to the latter.
Wednesday, Melanie and I went to a carnival that was open in her neighborhood. It was small and crappier than most carnivals/feasts. We went anyways and took our chances on a few rides that looked like they were being run by drunken Mexicans and held together by rust and a prayer. The haunted ride was laughable and the ferris wheel shook a bit too much when the wind blew. The scrambler was a bit too much spinning for me, but I didn’t get sick. The bumper cars did me in, though.
Well, I think the bumper cars are what resulted in my injury. There were no seat belts, just a loose lap bar and, being a tad taller than the average person, I had to cram myself into the vehicle. After the five or so minutes on the ride, I exited with, what I thought, was stiffness in my right side. After leaving the carnival and heading back to Melanie’s, I decided to lie down on her bed. When I went to get back up, I felt a sharp pain in my rib cage and knew something was definitely wrong. After some self diagnosis and a quick look by her grandmother (who used to be a nurse), it would appear that I have a fractured rib on my right side.
It’s a good injury to have, in a way, because there’s no needed trip to the doctor (not an option when you don’t have health insurance). You just have to take it easy and let it heal itself. The problem is, though, that the smallest movements have the potential of aggravating it and causing a lot of pain. I’m still trying to figure out how to get out of bed without killing myself.
This is one of those “only me” moments. Let me tell you, though, a sneeze becomes such a frightening action when you have a fractured rib. You feel it coming on and know that, in a few seconds, you’re bound for a ton of pain and there’s little you can do to stop it.