dezembro, 2016

Arquivo dedezembro, 2016

But this time was different only in that I walked back to the job trailer, Rolled up a jacket and placed it in my armpit, Then using it as a fulcrum to put my arm back into socket. I didn recognize that incident as the beginning of my frame giving out, But I did take it easy for a week, Not lifting anything over 100 lbs with that arm.Over the next two years I continued to use my body like a forklift, Ignoring the occasional pop of an elbow or wrist, The creaking and soreness of my knees, Ankles and hips. I even started to losing my iron grip at times, Attributing it to not having been working out regularly. But 6 months shy of my 28th birthday, My spine collapsed as I held an unbalanced 20 steel staircase from falling on a co worker arm. I wasn being heroic as some have claimed, It was just that natural reaction we all have to catch what is dropped.Two co workers lost their grasp of the massive staircase as we maneuvered it across a wide trench in the concrete floor, Getting into position to hoist it to an overhead platform and weld it into place. First one stumbled, Then the other, And they both dropped their part of the staircase as our elderly co worker placed wooden blocks into place, Upon which we would rest the steel staircase. But I didn drop it, I instinctively tried to balance it, To stay upright myself. I passed out from an overload of pain signals rushing to my brain, But before it went black I remember the sound of my bottom 4 spine discs exploding inside me from the pressure of soloing the weight, It was like the popping of twisted bubble wrap, If the bubbles were the size of softballs. That sound is etched into my memory, And every time I hear popping bubble wrap I get a shiver of pain shooting through my spine and visual flashes of my surroundings at the time of the injury, Like so many yellowed snapshots stitched together.I really don remember the pain from that moment, Only from the time I awoke surrounded by panicked co workers to today, 13 years later. Had that happened 3 or 4 years earlier, I have no doubt I would have stood there holding that staircase alone, Roaring in laughter at the pathetic weaklings that couldn keep their feet or grips even with me bearing the majority of weight.