Feb. 15th, 2006 04:49 pm
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In case any of you are wondering just why I am posting at this time of day when I am normally working.
Monday night, while working with 4'x6' tempered glass panels, I twisted just right and threw my back out.
I fell.
Glass panel comes down on top of me. shatters.
Wackiness ensues.
Monday night, while working with 4'x6' tempered glass panels, I twisted just right and threw my back out.
I fell.
Glass panel comes down on top of me. shatters.
Wackiness ensues.
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How bad is it? Are you mostly ok?
More info when possible, please?
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I've got good drugs. (- Ones strong enough to even affect me. Which means they'd kill the average human methinks. -)
Luckily it was tempered glass and I have rhinohide skin. The stuff shattered into little diamonds. I think I got 7 or 8 small scratchs. The annoying thing was having to be patient and keep my eyes closed while coworker/medic picked all the glass particles from my eyes.
I'm on a no lifting/no bending/no repetive motions restriction for a week or so. Which of course means I'm not working at the factory for awhile. Manpower has me coming into their office and doing "light office work" for the next few days.
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Been there, done that on the back injury. You're lucky if you only have to have restrictions for about a week, I couldn't lift more than 10lbs for a month. (Hah! 10 lbs! That means I wasn't technically supposed to pick up, say, a pair of jeans *and* my New Rocks.) The drugs they put me on were nominally muscle relaxants, but mostly they just knocked my ass out to keep me from wiggling around too much. Lots of wackiness ensued following that one ill timed twist. But, again, big strong man vs. then-really-out-of-shape girl.
"Picked the glass particles from my eyes." is a slightly nightmare inducing visual. I'm very glad things were not any worse for you.
The only good thing about virtual hugs is that they can't further fuck up your back. *hug* I hope you have a speedy recovery!
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Big tough guy ... hah! You know, I've never really been able to wrap my brain around people thinking I'm tough.
My dad, who at 70 was still slinging sides of beef over his shoulder until this winter, is a tough guy. I'm just me.
My standard joke about this stuff is that I'm indestructable, but not invulnerable. Half the crap I've survived would've killed the average person. Me? I wake up some days WISHING they had due to the aches and pains.
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Tough = surviving large pointy things falling on oneself, and using the phrase "plucking the glass from my eyes" in a nonchalant manner.
The good thing about tough dads is that they often pass along that toughness to their progeny. Yay for genetics! :)
Your dad probably had aches and pains that bothered him, too. The best of us, including the indestructable, do. Even mostly-tiger-proof-armour-clad people. Really being tough is just getting through it and continuing with life. As you're doing!
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::giggle::
that will stay with me all day. thanks!
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Come to think of it. When WAS the last time I saw you? The last convention I've gone to was Dragon*Con '04 and before that was C10 in Chicago.
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Also, how are you feeling this morning?
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Heh, no it wasn't more than a wave at C10. Though I do think you were one of the people I inflicted my "Lady in Red" concoction at the Metro.
I'm feeling better this morning. Actually kinda glad about the winter storm warning. Manpower told me not to come in.
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BTW, we do need to remedy this lack of rl interaction. Have to sort something out for D*C. Maybe when I'm wearing the demon costume with the boots with the 7" platforms so I can be huuuuge at you. ;)
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Oh dear, so you'll be tall enough that my face will be at boobage level to you? Oh, the horror, the pain.
Damn, I can't even TYPE that with a straight face.
I should be easy to find. I'm rooming with Algernon, my ex-roomie (Jaime), and the guy who draws BrickJAK (Moo).
Most likely I'll be spending my freetime getting Jennie and the Pirates drunk (again). I'll make sure to slide by the booth a few times with (fortified) coffee for you.
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Yeah, when I'm in the boots Thomas' face lands exactly at nipple height. The exclamation of "I love these boots!" was made. :> Women will come up to my waist and I shall laugh. I will not be wearing this during the day as, well, my job is to tie said women into corsets, and it'd be like tying my damn shoe, only more complex. As it is, I end up on my knees at conventions an alarming amount of times, since even in slight heels, I'm too damn tall to see what I'm doing on wee girls. On the upside, the 6'2" busty redhead is a good landmark for people to find us! ;)
Damn, I haven't seen Algernon in just this side of forever, either. I think the last time was at c6! Time sure flies when you don't pay attention.
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*sends psychic back rubs*
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I'm guessing the problem happened in the lumbar spine area. Most people don't know it, but the lumbar vertebrae aren't designed to twist on each other. At all. So when we try to force them (albeit unknowingly) to do something they weren't designed to do, we usually get hurt. If this is the case, in the future try to turn all of your trunk at once instead of just the top half. I'm sure you know the deal behind bending at the knees instead of the waist, every job with required lifting teaches that. I'm not so sure about the turning.
Not sure if the doctor recommended ice packs on the affected area, but that will keep the swelling (and hopefully spasming) down in the area. If there's warmth or swelling, please don't be tempted to use heat. It may initially feel good, but it slows down the healing process by causing more blood flow to the area, which means more swelling because fluid gets trapped in the area instead of getting cleared out. That, in turn, causes all sorts of other nasty things to happen.
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takes a lot for me to scar. Last scar I got was when I got opened up under the eye so bad it took 30+ stitches to sew up.
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Cease asking scary questions if my answers frighten you.
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am glad you were not too badly punctured after wrenching yourself.
feel better soon!
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The worst on the job injury I've ever suffered was getting both hands caught in a 3-hole drill press... after finding out there was a manual trip release for the pressure plates. Not fun, but I was up for work the next day, thankfully.
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Take care of yourself, Jak.
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The other part is because when we'd be joking around, he'd beat on me. Pull his hands back and wring them while saying "Ow ow ow" then proceed to punch me again screaming "Why dont you feel that?!?!"
So he's gone to saying he loves me so much he's going to stab me in the face with a bucket of knives.
"Whole buckets o stabby"
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frey recently threw his back out while bartending. he was changing kegs in the back and while he had a full keg in both hands, another one perched atop a third decided to fall. frey decided to try to catch it. twist:strain:ouch! he was out of commision for about a week.
but i'll have to tell him about this. it's bad enough to make anyone feel your pain!
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Right, because
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Yeah, I'd be able to defy the law of gravity if I just hadn't studied law in school. :-P