Well boys and girls...

There was a time several years back when I very nearly lost all the fingers on my left hand after a Kenworth fell off a jack while I was trying to fix it in the field. Only by the grace of God did I come out of that one with nothing more than severe bruising, by all rights I should have lost every digit if not the whole hand. Still to this day, I can't explain why I didn't, other than a genuine miracle. But, while I was home recovering, I was on a pretty hefty dose of oxy, and I began to write. It turned out that writing came easily from that place/headspace. So yeah, writing did cross my mind, but so far there have been too many distractions for me to come up with anything "meaningful"...but I suspect that this recovery is going to require more time than the last one, and thus, I may have lots of opportunities to put words on paper that mean something to me.
Yep. I’ve certainly had those “Grace of God” moments where I was either not injured at all or could have been way way worse than it was. When it’s happened, just try and file that in the memory banks and try and not repeat.
 
I hear ya there, Blink,,,,,, I still remember the time I was goofing off maybe 10 years ago riding my skateboard. I was el stupido and wrecked from my lame brain idea. LOL I thought it would be fun to hop on and have my pit bull pull me down the hill as I held her leash. Well, when I went to drag my toe on my rear foot, she zigged when I essentially zagged and her strength pulled me off balance and I took a tumble. No helmet of course, but I escaped with only some road rash and not a busted skull.

We guys aren't always the brightest huh.
Have seen this before with the caption, “why girls live longer than boys.” Truth. 1652186703399.jpeg
 
Well I've had enough breakfast, lunch and dinner + snacks and errything else in bed....time to "bathe" in bed. Got my toothbrush and toothpaste, some roll on anti perspirant, and some "bathing" cloth which are just fancy wet wipes.
Nothing like a real shower (I miss the real shower) but better than lying in my own stank.

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Lol the only thing missing is my mobility and a pair of Bob Barker sandals lol
....feels like maybe I've been here before...hmmm:hmmm:
 
Also, another benefit of having been stuck in here for this time.....

I have quit smoking. Now, not necessarily voluntarily...but I have gone enough days without a cigarette that all I have to do is never pick one up again and that's what I plan on.
 
Also, another benefit of having been stuck in here for this time.....

I have quit smoking. Now, not necessarily voluntarily...but I have gone enough days without a cigarette that all I have to do is never pick one up again and that's what I plan on.
I quit 11 years ago. I decided I needed a new car and asked myself how best to pay for it.
Yup... quitting smoking accounted for 3/4 of the payments!
 
More good news:

Because I have set up my hospital bed in such a way that I can hold my injury well above my heart, and because I have kept it completely surrounded by ice packs around the clock, the swelling has gone down enough that they will be able to perform the surgery tomorrow, an entire day early from the original plan. Apparently a lot of people don't do this and I can't imagine why not!

This will shorten my hospital stay by at least one day.

I won't be making it to rehearsal this week, but I see no reason that I can't make it next week/Wednesday for rehearsal and just play while seated in my wheelchair.

Yeah, I'll be in a wheelchair for at least 3 months, and then either crutches or a walker for a while after that. So I am unsure about our first gig in early June we have been working towards...but if it goes well enough, I would be willing to perform from the wheelchair if I had to.

So now I have to start thinking about which guitars I can and can't play from a seated position in a wheelchair. That should keep my mind occupied for some time while I'm still here.
 
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