The End Of The ROLLING Baker...???

A Long Time Ago in The Days of Yore, I was a mom who cooked and cleaned and played and taught...but in the dark of the night-and on Saturday mornings much to the chagrin of my embarressed kids, I donned a giant blue, free from salvation army, spray painted helmet and LOTS of padding and my rockin rollin kicks and played roller derby.

Then one night in a spectacular show of spazzism, The Rolling Baker bit the flour....(Get it?).

I was scrimmaging and just getting into a groove when splat.  To the floor went I.  Now, I have a pretty high threshold for pain--think 2 babies no pain killers no whining-so I after flopping uselessly and realizing one of my arms WAS NOT WORKING I dragged myself off to the side of the track and sat their stupified until someone came over to see if my arm was ok.  Then one of the ladies on the team who is some sort of medical person manipulated my arm and said she did not think it was dislocated but it probably(since I was in horrific pain) was a separated shoulder.  So my lovely mentor Molly Musket asked if I needed help to my car but I of course said "No, I got it!".  I drove myself home and dragged myself into my house and roused my sleeping husband off couch and told him-"Now I have done it..." and made him go to bed.

When the kids woke me up, I said "Mommy fell and hurt her arm at Derby last night so I need your help...put the TV on and cleaned with one arm until I realized it might not be a separated shoulder(after Google ing it ALL night long). So I went to my doctor...where she tossed my arm around a bit and watched my reaction and said-"
You probably have a broken arm and possibly tendon/muscle/rotator cuff damage."
I answered..."Well I can still go camping on Tuesday right?"
She stared at me and said-"In theory........."
I said..."Well I can at least Bike ride right?  Or at the very least roller skate on the bike path in Cape Cod while the rest of them bike?"

She gave me silent cricket stare for a while and then said-"No.  That would not be smart"

Then she called a few nurses and physicians assistants in and said "This girl broke her arm playing roller derby and now wants to go bike riding and camping....." said I cracked her up and sent me on my way to the X-Ray.

Ow....

Long story shorter...It was broken and now my people all had to rally around me and help me with kiddos and try to keep my from using my arm-which they should have casted in one of those HIGH FIVE shoulder casts because I am not one to rest a broken limb apparently.

I healed for a couple weeks and then re-broke/injured the current break by falling into my car while slipping off a wet flip flop...thus setting me back 1.5 weeks.

Meanwhile my biggest concern was not my lack of caring for people or being able to do things-since I was still doing them anyway, but my possible career(before it became a career) ending injury as my supportive husband likes to call it.

I missed Derby.  I missed the Motley crew I was just starting to jell with.  I absolutely LOVED going to the bunker Mondays and Thursdays surrounded by interesting, caring, and funny people.  Never mind that I had thighs of steel and I got to escape my crazy stay at home mom life and pretend I was cool, but I really liked meeting the types of people that I can chill with and not feel ridiculous.  So even though I could/should have gone to do other things up there and help out-my DH knew I would jump on skates well before I was ready so I was banned from the bunker.  Summer kept me busy and kept my mind off of things-but the longer you are away from something the more it becomes out of site out of mind-  Meanwhile the people I had started with were leveling and passing onto the teams and rocking it on the track.  I dragged my kids a few times to some bouts to support and watch and drool at all the skating, but it is not the same yet...because my arm is STILL not healed and I can't even lift a dresser or heavy table anymore.  So I am going to try to keep training and keep my head up and get in super duper shape and get back into it---For now though...I will be the rolling baker only in my house and on bike paths and see what happens.