Saturday, I got everything where I wanted it with nails. For the swings I was going to come back and put in big anchor bolts. I did one, but couldn't find the other anchor bolt, which I knew I had. The next thing I know I get side tracked and forgot about not bolting in the swing.
The STUPID monster had jumped on my back for a quick ride. I didn't even know it was there until I sat in the swing Sunday morning. The swing fell to the ground with me in it and then the 70lb kayak fell on my head, smashing my chin into my chest with a 100 loud pops and cracks.
I was still seeing stars and could barely breath by the time the STUPID monster got finished with it's evil dance of victory and went on it's way laughing, looking for another victim. I managed to make it up stairs and to lay in the bed for the rest of the day.
I got x-rays done Monday and nothing was broke, but my backbone was bent up pretty bad. So we have been spending a fortune with a good chiropractor trying to get fixed. I can't hold my head up for more than 10 minutes without the pain getting the better of me. I'm wearing a neck brace so I can take some of the pressure off my neck. Pics are below.
School had been interesting, but what really stinks is that I had planned on going on an all out back country trip for about 3 days. 'Adventure in the islands' kind of thing that I desperately need to keep my sanity. So now I can't, because of the neck. I actually laid around the house today, DOING NOTHING! Christine said I couldn't do it, but I knocked that nothing thing out like it was something.
My neck feels good though, first time in 2 weeks, so I'm doing the right thing. Christine thinks I'm accident prone, which I might be. BUT if anybody does what I do on a daily bases, with the equipment I got to do it with and doesn't get bumped up occasionally, is unusually gifted with a special touch of grace reserved only for the movies, I think.
The way I look at it is: I'm still alive! and I can walk, talk, think, pray and play. And that is saying a lot if anyone thinks about the road I've been down.
Take my dad for example. Sure things happen to him and the parts don't work the way they use to, BUT if any body thinks about the mileage the man has behind him, it's incredible he can still function as a human being.
I'm going to leave with some photos. I took this one last weekend at Glen and Linda's house.
Christine calls me Fat Neck. Not a lot of sympathy in the Ray house.
Christine is also wearing her new birthday pajamas
1 comment:
Glad your neck is fealing better fat neck! Hey, anyone who has had such pain would realize that anything is worth helping the pain, even a silly looking brace. If my neck doctor told me it would be best to be completely naked all the time, I would probably be arrested shortly thereafter for public nudity. And I'm pretty darn modest. Enjoy the rest of your spring break week - I hope you can at least get in a little adventure to feed your need before heading back to school.
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