Oh, Hockey. :(

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I had thoroughly intended after the holidays to do some catch up posts here. Yuletide gifts and reveal. Pics of our lovely and complete kitchen reno. Fannish rambling.

But when my physiotherapist said my wrist had healed enough and cleared me for going on the ice, carefully, I thought I’d start out slow and help out at Ros’ team practice. I’d just be helping out the coach and dumping pucks back to the girls, I thought. What could happen?

What happened was one of the girls from the team we were practising with skated into me at full speed, knocked me into the air, and I cracked my head into the ice on the way down. Even with my helmet on, I’ve ended up with a mild concussion.

So, I’m on restricted screen access and half days at work, and am spending a lot of time in dark rooms and sleeping a lot more than normal. (I attended a two hour meeting at work on Monday and then slept for a good part of the next 24 hours. 😬)

I think I’m on the upswing. I woke up at 9:30 today, not noon, and the dizziness and fogginess is starting to fade. But on doctor’s order, I just need to resist the urge to do too much too soon and set my recovery back.

And I think I’m probably going to pull out of the winter session hockey lessons I’d signed up for, and carefully think about my future with the game. (The Sweetie and my mom would be very happy if I never played again. ☹️)

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[moth2fic]

Married to a rock climber/paraglider with hang glider friends. Daughter and her partner are into martial arts which are a bit less intrinsically dangerous, I think. Me, I prefer swimming. So does grandson.

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I'd stick to the martial arts, but I got a torn muscle when doing my first degree black belt that still hasn't healed three (or is it four?) years later. :(

See, swimming is slightly terrifying for me. I can do it, but I'm a sinker, so I'm always fighting my body's inclination to hit the bottom of the pool.

I can belay, but rock climbing is not for me. I hate heights and have restricted movement in my right arm, so it's more like torture for me. As for paragliding/hang gliding, see the I hate heights thing. ::shudder::

Suddenly hockey is looking better again. :D

[moth2fic]

Hee! I'm really happy in the water though I wouldn't class myself as a 'good' swimmer. Left to myself I'll just float around daydreaming.

I also hate heights - C tried to teach me to rock climb and I got terrified, then when I reached the top I was even more terrified. One of his friends who is a paraglider instructor offered me a free tandem ride but I turned it down - I knew I'd just close my eyes the second we left the ground.

Pity about your torn muscle. How about something that doesn't impact your knee? Daughter enjoyed archery at uni and I quite liked fencing. However, we all find our favourites, and other things would probably have attracted us to begin with if they were ever going to! I was just thinking of getting you to think of alternatives if you ever do have an injury that means you have to give up hockey!

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I've already done archery and fencing in uni. Archery didn't take. My wonky right arm makes it impossible for me to hold the bow properly. I adore fencing, but it was grinding my knees to dust so I had to give it up. (I was on the uni fencing team when I starting dating the Sweetie--I'd gone back as a mature student for my teaching degree--and he was horrified by the pin point bruises I had all over me from fencing. )

I did take a rock climbing course so I could qualify to belay Ros when she goes climbing. I did all the drills, climbed one wall, freaked out, and decided I was quite happy staying on the ground and belaying people who wanted to climb.

Once I'm all healed up, I'm going to go back to hockey. Gently. And my deal with the Sweetie is one more injury and I'm out.