My right leg is paralyzed from a spinal column injury which occurred in 2004 when a driver fell asleep at the wheel of his car, crossed the center line and struck me head on at 65 mph. I was riding my BMW motorcycle and somehow instinctively led with my right arm which struck the windshield of his car, hurtling me over it and allowing me to survive. On my way though, the handlebars (probably) broke my pelvis into two pieces and extruded the nerves in my spine that once engaged the muscles in my right leg. It's all there but the electricity has been turned off.
I was wearing a quality helmet and never lost consciousness (I wish I had - every second of the event is burned into memory, even the sounds), though I almost lost my right arm. My wife told the surgeons that I was a musician and they just had to save it in spite of their doubts about it. Luckily for me, I received care from some of the best doctors in the world at the Mayo Clinic. I was back playing again in about a year but things have never been the same of course, in real life or the music business.
I'm lucky enough to have musician friends who didn't abandon me despite my inability to stand and play (more than a few songs at least), and the challenges I have getting myself and my gear to gigs and on stage. I've had some great gigs in the years since and consider myself very fortunate though I'll admit that I'd like to play more live shows than I do (average about a dozen or so per year).
I don't have any cartilage in my right wrist or elbow so playing with a pick or slap style don't work any longer for me, and I had to sell my upright as that also no longer worked for me. Finger style I can manage well enough to play Jaco's Teen Town at 128 bpm on my Fender Tony Franklin fretless P. The neuropathy that I have to deal with makes everyday life a real challenge all too often but the ability to continue playing bass at home and in public has been so important to my mental well being the last 17 years. I've buried enough friends to know that I'm one of the lucky ones.
I was wearing a quality helmet and never lost consciousness (I wish I had - every second of the event is burned into memory, even the sounds), though I almost lost my right arm. My wife told the surgeons that I was a musician and they just had to save it in spite of their doubts about it. Luckily for me, I received care from some of the best doctors in the world at the Mayo Clinic. I was back playing again in about a year but things have never been the same of course, in real life or the music business.
I'm lucky enough to have musician friends who didn't abandon me despite my inability to stand and play (more than a few songs at least), and the challenges I have getting myself and my gear to gigs and on stage. I've had some great gigs in the years since and consider myself very fortunate though I'll admit that I'd like to play more live shows than I do (average about a dozen or so per year).
I don't have any cartilage in my right wrist or elbow so playing with a pick or slap style don't work any longer for me, and I had to sell my upright as that also no longer worked for me. Finger style I can manage well enough to play Jaco's Teen Town at 128 bpm on my Fender Tony Franklin fretless P. The neuropathy that I have to deal with makes everyday life a real challenge all too often but the ability to continue playing bass at home and in public has been so important to my mental well being the last 17 years. I've buried enough friends to know that I'm one of the lucky ones.