Cars and Bones and Other Fashionable Rides

After high school I spent a year to myself. I went on an exchange program to Germany, and I worked a full-time job at my uncle's engineering firm. I went to college the next fall at Washington State University. I enrolled in the school of Music as a Music Major. My primary instruments were piano and flute - I've talked a little bit about this before. In the year that I spent away from school, I recovered from my neck injury. It wasn't a fun process let me tell you, but in October of that year, a full 4 months later, during a storm, I hydroplaned into another car who was merging onto the freeway in downtown Seattle. I wasn't going more than 15 miles per hour, but such a low impact jarred my neck badly, and I remember holding onto the steering wheel so tight, that my arms were straight out in front of my trying to brace myself for the whip backwards. They had a tiny scratch on their car, but I was the one worse for the wear.

I sometimes wonder if this is what caused the bone in my hand to collapse - it would make a lot of sense. Low impact car accidents are absorbed by the passengers of a vehicle. Hitting a car at low speed can slip a disc for example.

I'm not a bad driver, but the last few years have made me extremely afraid to be behind a wheel. I haven't had a car accident since this time, so 12 years later when an act of nature called black ice took me careening for around 600 feet downhill into a rock wall planter, I wasn't surprised to find out I have a slipped disc in my lower back. It is highly plausible that such an event as a small car wreck could cause a radial difference to have put intense pressure on my hand bones.

Today, driving is still not enjoyable. I lost that sense of adventure years ago. I mostly drive with my left hand. Things like changing gears, adjusting the rear view mirror and turning the wheel are all obstacles when you have Kienbock's disease. If I do use my right hand, I rely on my fingers for grip and my arm from about my elbow for the control I need of the wheel.

When it comes to other forms of transportation, I seriously have to weigh the cons before I step away. I do own a bike, and I do like to ride it. The problem is though, that using your hands and arms for balance and direction is key. I can no longer ice skate (not that I was EVER any good), roller skate, roller blade, or skateboard/mountain board if I wanted to - not that I do but just as an example. People who fall from these modes of transportation used their hands. It's an automatic reflex if you wobble; you put your hands out. Additionally, I have to rule them out because you cannot trust other people in the world.

I remember in elementary school, every year our school would rent a roller rink and we'd have a huge school party (I went to private elementary, so this was not a large amount of kids). One year, I recall being hit so hard from behind that I fell and was knocked out. My parents wouldn't let me skate for the rest of the day. I mean, think about it. People bump other people, people push and shove, people sidle by.... cars are on the road, animals are on the road, the weather can be drastic, etc. Deciding to go for a bike ride or a rollerblading adventure would just be plain stupid of me. Distractions and invaders are everywhere. I'm not paranoid, I'm practical. It's not worth risking the loss of the use of my hand to go ice skating. If I fell and landed on my hand or arm, I could do some real damage that might not be repairable in ways it would be for other people. I have an extremely thin radius and calcium deficiency because I'm lactose intolerant and have to rely on other foods or vitamins for calcium.

Some people might not understand how this is living life. They'd say if I wanted to do something, to just do it. But, as a realistic and practical person, this is stupid advice. The only way you could do these activities would be in a controlled environment - something many people don't have access to in their everyday lives. As much fun as owning a gym like WSU has, I'd really just rather say it's not worth the risks involved and find other avenues to pursue.

At the end of the day, I never regret my choices to stay out of harm's way. I know I cannot control everything, but I can avoid situations that make it dangerous for my physical health.