Mar. 28th, 2007
legs! of! steel!
Mar. 28th, 2007 02:12 pmToday's big event was that I injured someone with my shinbone.
That is, we were doing randori; I was standing against the wall, waiting my turn; and Bob got thrown a little too hard with a little too little space and came crashing into me. (Minus ten points to me for woolgathering & not getting out of the way.) Specifically, his legs whacked into mine at right angles, a shin-to-shin encounter. Within ten minutes, he had a swollen purple lump the size of my fist at the point of impact. I have...something that might turn into a small bruise. Fear me!
Have missed a lot of last two weeks due to workload, late arrivals, and sundry other chaos. It felt really good to be back, especially as I think much of my yesterday's twitchiness was lack of serious exercise. However, I seem to have backslid more into preemptive tension: that is, I'm convinced that something is going to hurt, so I tense up, thus creating a self-fulfilling prophecy. Hopefully I'll be able to beat it into shape more quickly the second time 'round, though the fact that my shoulders still don't work quite right really is not helping.
That is, we were doing randori; I was standing against the wall, waiting my turn; and Bob got thrown a little too hard with a little too little space and came crashing into me. (Minus ten points to me for woolgathering & not getting out of the way.) Specifically, his legs whacked into mine at right angles, a shin-to-shin encounter. Within ten minutes, he had a swollen purple lump the size of my fist at the point of impact. I have...something that might turn into a small bruise. Fear me!
Have missed a lot of last two weeks due to workload, late arrivals, and sundry other chaos. It felt really good to be back, especially as I think much of my yesterday's twitchiness was lack of serious exercise. However, I seem to have backslid more into preemptive tension: that is, I'm convinced that something is going to hurt, so I tense up, thus creating a self-fulfilling prophecy. Hopefully I'll be able to beat it into shape more quickly the second time 'round, though the fact that my shoulders still don't work quite right really is not helping.
[I have no icon indicating "smug". I really should.]
The anti-allergy meds are having no effect on Steve, other than making him dopey on top of being dizzy. When the D&D group arrived tonight, he shared his tale of woe; whereat Dr. Nick, "Sounds like BPPV to me. Didn't she test you for that?"
S: "No, I mean I asked her about it, but she said it was my allergies."
Dr.N: "Well it could be, but I don't see why she didn't test you for BPPV since you're supposed to for *medical phrase I didn't get* and it takes all of 30 seconds."
YHC: . o O ( I could be a doctor. Except for the parts involving slicing tracheas open. )
After the game, i.e. just now, Nick ran the Dix-Hallpike test on Steve and was delighted to find so classic a case of right-sided BPPV. They are now downstairs shaking the recalcitrant calcium crystals into alignment.
The anti-allergy meds are having no effect on Steve, other than making him dopey on top of being dizzy. When the D&D group arrived tonight, he shared his tale of woe; whereat Dr. Nick, "Sounds like BPPV to me. Didn't she test you for that?"
S: "No, I mean I asked her about it, but she said it was my allergies."
Dr.N: "Well it could be, but I don't see why she didn't test you for BPPV since you're supposed to for *medical phrase I didn't get* and it takes all of 30 seconds."
YHC: . o O ( I could be a doctor. Except for the parts involving slicing tracheas open. )
After the game, i.e. just now, Nick ran the Dix-Hallpike test on Steve and was delighted to find so classic a case of right-sided BPPV. They are now downstairs shaking the recalcitrant calcium crystals into alignment.