Originally posted by Bro. Curtis:
Originally posted by Mike McK:
[qb] A lot of you guys know that I was in a bad car crash back in the spring. ((By the way, this is the second serious accident I've been in in my life.))
No, I had no idea.
Back in May, we all went to my sister's house in Cape May for a family weekend to celebrate my birthday.
Had a great time.
On the way back, the woman in front of us stopped suddenly to keep from hitting a family of ducks. I stopped just in time but the guy behind me didn't stop at all and plowed into the back of us at about 60 mph.
The funny thing is nobody in my family really wore seatbelts but we had decided a few months earlier, because of an accident a family friend was in, that we were going to start being careful to wear them.
There's no question that the accident would have been much worse if he hadn't had them on. My mom and my dog were both in the car.
The dog was OK physically but because they threw her into the back of a police car and took her away, when her instincts told her to protect us because she knew that we were hurt, she had some psychological issues for a while. Really bad seperation anxiety.
The state trooper said that he only lived about four or five miles away and Cricket seemed pretty friendly, so he'd take her to his house, instead of taking her to the pound.
So I was thankful for that.
Then, my mom was in the car and she was hurt, but not seriously, thank God.
I messed my back up and my neck pretty badly. This was 10 May and I was just allowed to go back to work a couple of weeks ago. I was in PT up until a few weeks ago. I was in a serious accident many years ago and had to go to PT for that, too. That was much worse.
I couldn't move for about a month and then, after that, I had a little fold up chair that I would carry everywhere with me because it was really difficult to walk or to stand in any one position for any length of time. I know people thought I was on crack or something because I was constantly up/down/up/down/up/down, trying to get comfortable.
As it is now, I can walk, but I can't stand still. As long as I'm moving, I seem to be OK.
I hope you recover fully.
Thanks. I'm working on that.
Has your ability to play music been hampered ?
A little.
I'm not really playing out anywhere, anyway so that's not a problem but I did have a lot of trouble because of nerve problems with hand strength.
I couldn't fret with my left hand and I was having a hard time picking with my right.
Some of that's coming back. I can play, but not more than a song or two at a time.
It doesn't hurt at all, I just don't have the strength to do it.
I can play the piano fine, so I've been spending most of my time getting reaquainted with the piano.
The funny thing is that I play and sing so much differently with the piano than I do with guitar, that I've switched from rock and bluegrass to jazz standards. Look out, Chet Baker!
Actually, on this thread, I bent over backwards to be on my best behavior, but still got accused of being judgemental, when I said nothing that could be considered such.
It's cool. We know you.
While I enjoy a pretty active lifestyle, I am fully aware it may end tomorrow, if God wills.
I've probably learned more about myself and about life in the last five months than I ever did before.
It does go by fast.
I'm fortunate in that I know that my problems are just temporary