This post is late on account of waking up on my stomach with my back locked like a bank vault.
This hasn’t happened for a while, I was somewhat peeved to find myself in this position as things with the spine and I have been quite good of late. After using blue language for a while (things like ‘fucking cunt’ and ‘arghhhhh fuck’) I manoeuvred myself orchestrially (in the dark, I’ve magnificent day-killing blinds) and got onto the floor. Once settled I did these little stomach tensions until a few clicks heralded the beginning of the dogs-tongue-disc back into situation. Half an hour or so later I was able to reach the Aspirin and, following the usual panic attack when I take anything, things began to stabilise. It’s not 100% of course but I can at least move without screaming, a bonus for the office in which I’m currently installed.
I had a pleasant evening after a fractious day at work; despite being exhausted I nipped up to Soho to meet Breeks, Rozsz and Nails for a few pints and a chinwag. The conversation was surprisingly bawdy for a trio of ladies; indeed, I’ve heard more refined banter from blessed dockers. That Rozsz in particular would make the fucking merchant navy blush with her carry-on.
Anyway, short one as well as late; I’ve got shit to do. Oh, don’t forget, all week is TT week, check the highlights at 9pm on ITV4.
June 9th, 2009 at 7:07 pm
Poignant post today mon ami. Another friend of mine is currently in a coma having locked wheels with a fellow time triallist for the TTs this year and, well, crashed. Was in Staffs hospital for a while but improved and is now at least back ‘home’ in Leeds, although he is still in a coma. It’s particularly horrible seeing what it’s done to his family and closer friends. Did you know that when you come out of a coma it’s into sleep, not wakefulness? Shit man that must be weird.
June 10th, 2009 at 9:05 am
You know, some people would read what you just read and find the idea of the TT (motorcycles et al) foolish, unnecessary and in this case a waste.
I know for a fact your mate went into the TT because it was something he had to do, with his eyes wide open to the consequences of his actions, both good (winning) and bad. I also know for a fact it’s impossible to get involved in motor sport without the full support of family and friends. Unfortunately, as you cite, it is they that have to take the negative when things go wrong.
Terribly sad but no one had a choice if that makes sense. I hope he makes a full recovery mate, keep me posted won’t you.