A day has passed since the latest slice and dice. Some feeling HAS returned to my forefinger, middle and ring fingers! Oddly, my little finger, previously the only finger unaffected by numbness is now partially numb...go figure
Small price to pay for better sensation in the more important digits. Thumb is still fairly numb however. This will take time and patience and I usually lack the latter
I WILL try to back off the weights and all Diablo...but I can still hit my legs and belly with gusto
Guess I'll have skinny arms for awhile
(the right one anyway....)
Forgot to include in my little travel sojourn that I took a hit while in Utah that was absurd and could have been serious. I think the town was Richfield where we stopped at a mega-truck stop for petrol and eats. My wife completed her errands and I skipped on into the latrine to answer nature's call:
mistake!!! I hit a large puddle of H2O that was not marked or bordered and down I went
right on my thick skull!!! I smaked it so hard the guy in the next stall came 'round to see me on the tiles and in the puddle! I hit my head so hard I really thought I'd cracked my skull. Management was summoned with towels and apologies galore and I seemed to be alright. I left without the expected threats to sue...I'm not that kind of guy
Anyway, that night around 2:00a.m. I awoked VERY dizzy and shakey; couldn't walk straight either. So Mama saved me AGAIN! Fearing a subdural hematoma she found the nearest emergency room ~15 minutes distant and there we went. I was examined and a CAT scan was made of my hard Romanian skull; no internal bleeding
My head is simply too thick to kill me with heavy concussive force I suppose...actually, in my misspent youth, I've been battered more than once on the ole' cranium with little ill-effect (other than losing a few million brain cells I suppose
)! I did think, nevertheless, while in that foul puddle on those hard tiles that I might die in this damn bathroom
...Not the way I'd like to expire. No
apparent harm done we continued on our merry way to Vegas and beyond.
I seem to attract accidents these days. Perhaps the gods are amused to see me hit the pavement, maybe my "ex" has an especially effective Voodoo doll with my likeness gathering pins in various places
...or, more likely, I'm just getting old and clumsy and need to reign in my usually audacious behavior a tad! I'm no longer Spartacus, although I once thought I was
No luck with Mutz. No responses to my E-mails and my phone number is not valid. Hope Bob is O.K.!
Vivere senza rimipianti (Live without regrets)...time for more situps
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