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Get off my LAWN! "Grumpy Old Farts"

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Get better soon.

You see, falling down happens when you're older. I did it three time this winter. Falling forward like that you might have cracked some ribs. Also possibility of concussion even if you didn't land on your face. Clamping down on your teeth because of the pain can cause swelling in the ears and some dizziness. Internal trauma can cause nausea.
If everything checks out, then all you've lost is a little time. Pretty decent trade for peace of mind.
 
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you wouldn't be referring to a five string single cut as a TSO? :cautious:
Not the Fedora®™© (etc.) with the butterfly on it, the Yamaha that Mike was playing.

Along the roads and sidewalks they spread small crushed stones, road salt when the plough. Couple that with carbon soot. They banned fire places which helps but emissions from chimneys, vehicles, and pollution are still there. On a dry day, traffic kicks up a lot of this road dust that you can see in the air. It isn't good to breath as it irritates the nasals. Micro bugs can be in the particles and make you sick. Some days I wear a mask outside by heavily used roads. The city does send street sweeping and vacuum machines out to clean the roads and sidewalks but it literally takes till summer to clean it all up. They usually have to repaint all the lines on the roads each year. In the spring they can be worn off in some places with makes driving harder.

Anyway, a good rain over several days can go a long way to deal with the small crushed stones and dust. The timing is perfect they year. Most of the snow and ice has melted with it's help.
You sound like a GOF. Oh, wait.......... :laugh:

My plans for the weekend: nothing.
Hope you have no lingering troubles, Will. A traditional remedy for such things is chicken soup (don't forget the matzo balls).

Your weekend plans reminded me of this witty little song.



I use them. Especially good on a Ric 12 string if you want to sound like the Beatles.
Hey, they never wanted to sound like me! :smug:
 
Well Carey and yours truly were on the porch prepping our cardboard for delivery to the recycling center. We have a good sized covered deck with our doorway to the deck and the stairs have that sandpaper like roofing material on it to prevent slipping. Right at the end of the deck as I was attempting to step down, my toe caught the roofing material and I fell face forward down 4 stairs. I used my hands to break my fall but still landed on my chest and abdomen on the stairs and my left ribs on the stair rails. I was knocked out momentarily but came to quickly.

Carey wanted to call 911 and have me brought to the hospital but I refused. I turned around and crawled on elbows and knees up the stairs. I crawled through the door to my recliner. Carey brought over two hand towels and placed them under my arms on my chair. I then noticed I was bleeding at both elbows. For four days Carey nursed me because I couldn't move. By Wednesday Carey had me walking short distances. I walked better on Thursday but am still getting upset stomach and a bit of nausea. I went to work today and made it pretty good, but by 4:00 I had to go home. I just made it in the door and fell into my chair. My plans for the weekend: nothing. Rest and Carey will continue to care for me. This has given me a valuable lesson-- when you have good health--which I do-- never take it for granted. I know I never will again, when I mend up.

Will, take care and perhaps consider seeing a doc. Hope you are fully mended soon.
 
Getting back to that earlier crucial discussion on TSO in music, is the TSO-enough?





Fender Chrissie Hynde model.

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I prefer the maple fingerboard.
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Bob played a '65 when he went electric.
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Well Carey and yours truly were on the porch prepping our cardboard for delivery to the recycling center. We have a good sized covered deck with our doorway to the deck and the stairs have that sandpaper like roofing material on it to prevent slipping. Right at the end of the deck as I was attempting to step down, my toe caught the roofing material and I fell face forward down 4 stairs. I used my hands to break my fall but still landed on my chest and abdomen on the stairs and my left ribs on the stair rails. I was knocked out momentarily but came to quickly.

Carey wanted to call 911 and have me brought to the hospital but I refused. I turned around and crawled on elbows and knees up the stairs. I crawled through the door to my recliner. Carey brought over two hand towels and placed them under my arms on my chair. I then noticed I was bleeding at both elbows. For four days Carey nursed me because I couldn't move. By Wednesday Carey had me walking short distances. I walked better on Thursday but am still getting upset stomach and a bit of nausea. I went to work today and made it pretty good, but by 4:00 I had to go home. I just made it in the door and fell into my chair. My plans for the weekend: nothing. Rest and Carey will continue to care for me. This has given me a valuable lesson-- when you have good health--which I do-- never take it for granted. I know I never will again, when I mend up.
Whoa, Will! I'm glad you're okay-ish. But you ought to get seen by the medical folks, nonetheless. The possible loss of consciousness and continuing occasional nausea could indicate an injury to the inside of your melon, and you don't want to fool with that. Please. If it's nothing but a fall that didn't break anything, that's great, and you'll know for sure nothing more is going on. If not, stuff has a way of cascading at our, uh, *experienced* ages. And none of us need that. In 1992 a very wise older cardiac ICU nurse heard my story about how I hadn't had my chest pains looked at for over a month, culminating in a heart attack and bypass surgery. She shook her finger at me and said, "Young man, I am going to give you words to live by, and I mean them literally: When in doubt, check it out." She was right. I have lived by that saying, and adhering to it has, literally, saved my life twice since then. Be good to yourself -- go get checked out, huh? :)
 
Well Carey and yours truly were on the porch prepping our cardboard for delivery to the recycling center. We have a good sized covered deck with our doorway to the deck and the stairs have that sandpaper like roofing material on it to prevent slipping. Right at the end of the deck as I was attempting to step down, my toe caught the roofing material and I fell face forward down 4 stairs. I used my hands to break my fall but still landed on my chest and abdomen on the stairs and my left ribs on the stair rails. I was knocked out momentarily but came to quickly.

Carey wanted to call 911 and have me brought to the hospital but I refused. I turned around and crawled on elbows and knees up the stairs. I crawled through the door to my recliner. Carey brought over two hand towels and placed them under my arms on my chair. I then noticed I was bleeding at both elbows. For four days Carey nursed me because I couldn't move. By Wednesday Carey had me walking short distances. I walked better on Thursday but am still getting upset stomach and a bit of nausea. I went to work today and made it pretty good, but by 4:00 I had to go home. I just made it in the door and fell into my chair. My plans for the weekend: nothing. Rest and Carey will continue to care for me. This has given me a valuable lesson-- when you have good health--which I do-- never take it for granted. I know I never will again, when I mend up.

Prayers for you, brother. :cool:
 
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