Thursday, April 16, 2009
Banda-GES for Brian...
on his head, on his arms for you.... so sang Hot Hot Heat... and I thought I was accident prone... Poor Brian got a concussion yesterday - he hit his head hard on a tree...
and - he cut his tongue badly -in a separate incident..
All in one day... but he considers it to have been a mostly good day.. His doctor said he's ok, but no exercise for a week... Brian believes he cut his tongue on a really sharp kernal in a rice cake he ate (you'll recall I've also been dining on rice cakes of late)... At first when he tasted blood he thought his brain was bleeding. He was actually relieved it was a separate injury...
Brian's head was injured while walking Fidel, his Canine-American. Fidel's leash got wrapped around a tree and he was careless in his untangling manoeuver! Brian briefly thought he was 'on his way out' i.e. 'headed to his reward,' and thus the whole experience has made him value life all the more. I personally am glad his life didn't end like a Six Feet Under opening scene... : - )
The title, Banda-GES, refers to this song by Hot Hot Heat... Let's see what needles do...
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