03-13-2006, 12:28 AM
Not a very extensive list:
Three metatarsal fractures, 2 right-hand, 1 left-hand (HK remebers, maybe, since I was fencing him at the time) all from punches.
Three knee dislocations (all left knee) torn meniscus (both knees, but only surgery on the right knee to fix that) partial ACL tear (left-knee, big honking bionic brace for those rare occasions that I fence). Knees will now spontaneously dislocate if I am sitting oddly and relax them.
Osgood Slaughter's Disease. Look it up. The calcium deposits make it difficult to kneel, but they saved my knee when it went through a dashboard during a car accident. Could be useful in MMA.
Stitches, 11, bottom of left foot, finding a forgotten tent-peg left in the ground.
torn tendons in right foot from unplanned dismount from motorcycle (MUNI gets credit for the assist).
Disc bulge, L-5 (let me hear all of you L-5 people out there!). Periodic visits to the ER when pain gets too bad to sit, stand, sleep, or walk. First blow-out kept me in bed for two weeks and had my right foot dangling uselessly for a while. Could still sit in a guard position, though, and give lessons.
Irregular heart beat; switching to decaf seems to have taken care of most of that. The Doc wanted to give me drugs that would require another set of drugs to alleviate the side-effects. De-caf is a small price to pay.
Various tendenitis/joint issues. Price of getting old. Had one of those tests the Queen mentioned, where they get some torturer with an MD to stick you with needles and run current through them.
Migranes. Not nearly as many as when I was in my teens and twenties. Now it takes prolonged severe stress or two many meals with "smoked" ingredients (if you are ever in Kentucky, they put that "smoked" shit in everything)(and they can't make whisky; they make "girl-whisky": like a single-malt with a few table-spoons of sugar added; made to be added to Coke and drunk by Frat boys and regulars on "Cops"). My favorite is the "swirly fog" followed by the pain that makes you want to tear your eyes out. The nausea didn't start until later in life.
Taking Lipitor now.
Thar ya go! A longer list than I thought.
Three metatarsal fractures, 2 right-hand, 1 left-hand (HK remebers, maybe, since I was fencing him at the time) all from punches.
Three knee dislocations (all left knee) torn meniscus (both knees, but only surgery on the right knee to fix that) partial ACL tear (left-knee, big honking bionic brace for those rare occasions that I fence). Knees will now spontaneously dislocate if I am sitting oddly and relax them.
Osgood Slaughter's Disease. Look it up. The calcium deposits make it difficult to kneel, but they saved my knee when it went through a dashboard during a car accident. Could be useful in MMA.
Stitches, 11, bottom of left foot, finding a forgotten tent-peg left in the ground.
torn tendons in right foot from unplanned dismount from motorcycle (MUNI gets credit for the assist).
Disc bulge, L-5 (let me hear all of you L-5 people out there!). Periodic visits to the ER when pain gets too bad to sit, stand, sleep, or walk. First blow-out kept me in bed for two weeks and had my right foot dangling uselessly for a while. Could still sit in a guard position, though, and give lessons.
Irregular heart beat; switching to decaf seems to have taken care of most of that. The Doc wanted to give me drugs that would require another set of drugs to alleviate the side-effects. De-caf is a small price to pay.
Various tendenitis/joint issues. Price of getting old. Had one of those tests the Queen mentioned, where they get some torturer with an MD to stick you with needles and run current through them.
Migranes. Not nearly as many as when I was in my teens and twenties. Now it takes prolonged severe stress or two many meals with "smoked" ingredients (if you are ever in Kentucky, they put that "smoked" shit in everything)(and they can't make whisky; they make "girl-whisky": like a single-malt with a few table-spoons of sugar added; made to be added to Coke and drunk by Frat boys and regulars on "Cops"). My favorite is the "swirly fog" followed by the pain that makes you want to tear your eyes out. The nausea didn't start until later in life.
Taking Lipitor now.
Thar ya go! A longer list than I thought.
In the Tudor Period, Fencing Masters were classified in the Vagrancy Laws along with Actors, Gypsys, Vagabonds, Sturdy Rogues, and the owners of performing bears.