It’s been a trying week so this might be a long one…
You see, I damaged my shoulder two weeks ago while working out. The first day I was okay with the sling. I took some time to relax, watch a few dvds and eat chicken. Not my finest portrait but, in this case, unavoidable and entirely appropriate.
The next morning I woke up and went about my morning routine, mildly annoyed with the sling, but all in all things were working out. I bundled up for the cold, hitched my arm up in the sling and trundled off to work.
Problems started here. First was the question “What happened to your arm? ” this has been by far the most prolific. Even complete strangers, people who wouldn’t be compelled to do so much as say hello on a normal day, will approach me to ask if it hurts and how I did it. By this point I’ve started making up creative stories such as wrestling with a bear in a Wyoming nature reserve.
The special reactions of course were from the state-the-obvious Club. “Oh my gawd! You hurt your arm!” They say. In high school I dyed my hair a myriad of colours from blue and purple to a full out rainbow and far, far to often I would get a disturbingly similar statement: “Oh my gawd! Your hair is Purple!” My reaction was simple. I looked at the person, my eyes widened and I screamed “DEAR GOD NOT AGAIN!” and promptly ran into the nearest bathroom. Sadly I think my only solution here is to keep telling people I saved a group of children from a burning bus rather than run screaming through the art gallery. Security might frown on it.
As of today it’s been 14 days since I first started wearing the sling and FINALLY I’m allowed to take it off! I feel like a semi-whole person again! It will take some more time to heal but things are looking optimistic. Spring is on it’s way, Space Age Rodeo is this weekend, I got projects aplenty and I’ve got some more art to share with you folks … Life’s pretty shiny.
