Put me on the waiting list.

I’m ready for the robotic implants. As soon as they can do it like Will Smith’s in “I, Robot” I’m in. Almost 20 years ago I never thought that the shoulder injury I had would come back to haunt me in my 40’s. Last year I reinjured it and had it checked out, MRI and some physical therapy. Basically there is a mass of scar tissue in my shoulder that doesn’t like to stretch anymore and it gets very sore. The problem is that if I don’t use it, it will only get worse. The more range of motion and the more I work it the better off I’ll be, although it really does hurt. I babied it on Sunday during my workout, but last night I didn’t. I had to take some Advil before bed so I could sleep. The throbbing is mind numbing.


My original injury was from a mountain bike ride at Settlers cabin. This was before there were dirt bike issues and the trails weren’t tore up. Before I went to a full suspension and before spandex was replaced by baggy shorts. I was following a few other riders down a hill and didn’t see the 3 little drops. They were only about 8-12 inches high, but I hadn’t been that long. I was ok on the first one, but I didn’t have quite enough time to recover before the second one. I landed ok, but went off the trail to the right. This was a field and the grass was pretty high, so I didn’t see the foot deep, 6 inches wide erosion ditch, which ate my front wheel. I don’t remember much after that, except pain. My shoulder was out. The torn shirt and scrapes on the back of my right shoulder showed the impact. I’m a natural when it comes to crashing, some people sprawl, but I always seem to tuck and roll. It pushed my shoulder forward out of the socket.

By the time I got to the ER it has slipped back into place. I worked at the Shady Side Hospital at the time so I went there. I knew the ER doctor as well so I was taken care of. I even got some physical therapy, so I figured it was all behind me. Now it likes to show up and torture me on a regular basis.

Similar to what Mike Tomlin said in his press conference after the last game, “I will not go quietly!” I learned long ago that you never give up and I don’t plan on it. I’m going to make my shoulder better; at least until my robotic transplant is ready. ;-)

Peace.