Well… long story short here is how my first Monday after Spring Break went…
I, taking after Uncle Rusty, love to play softball with my students for PE. I, like Rusty, would pitch to my students for softball in PE. I, unlike Rusty, have the reflexes of molasses on a cold winters day trying to go uphill. I, unlike Rusty, cannot move fast enough to get outta the way of a 75 mph line drive by a 10th grader at wasit level. I, unlike Rusty, cannot bear the pain of being hit with a 75 mph line drive to my… nether region?
Needless to say my students had a good laugh at first until they realized that their beloved teacher cannot move and is on his hands and knees wishing he were getting chemo… cause at least with chemo there isn’t a pain so loud in his ears that he cannot hear. After many attempts of “are you ok” and “do you need ice” and “hope you dont need a catheter anytime soon” my principle came out and asked me “ok which knee did you get hit in?” for me to only whisper as loud as i could… “i got hit where no man should be hit”
She got the picture and said take all the time i need, she’ll get a game started and they will play around me which didn’t bring a chuckle from me at least. After awhile i managed to hobble into the school to fight off the feeling of passing out twice on my way to the restroom. Have you ever felt so much pain that you couldn’t hear? that the world spins? that you have to crawl part way down the hall?
Restroom for 15 to make sure all is still there… then an hour in the beanbag in my classroom where i didn’t move an inch and refused to “put ice on it!” and let the principle take over and dismiss for me. Called the wife cause i knew she was in the area… had to have her come pick me up because its a little difficult to drive manual transmission for the 40 minute drive home when you cannot sit in a seat properly.
So for your humor today… and maybe for the next week… i was hit by my student in softball (which are NOT soft at all!) in a place that guys will cringe at and woman will just say “oh yeah… you wanna feel pain, try child labor!” After that… i have experienced child labor… now leave me alone with my pain medications from previous surgerys!”
-geoff
Lol I think this is the number one commented on blog! I am glad that my pain and misery can amuse you all! *grins* yeah I can laugh at it now although not too hardily because it IS still painful. Jumped outta Tommys truck this weekend… pretty high drop… yeah… kinda… well… yeah… painful.
OUCH!
Oh Geoff, I’m so glad you went to the bank.
Man, I felt bad about thw whole cancer thing, but this…If you ever need to talk to anyone about it… …you know I’m here man. I gotta get some air…
try a hockey puck…:D….wow i went down……
HAAHHHAAAA!!!! I laughed SOOOO hard all my students were turning around in the computer lab wondering what I was so tickled about. Usually I will tell them- but not today! They are too young to be exposed to such a graphic and traumatic story. But it highly amused me:) Are you OK?
LOL! that was so funnny!!!!!! OMG!!!!!! i am very sorry it had to come to that, however. yeah i felt the same thing when aaron hit me in the nards in your room and i laid on the bed nearly blacking out for 45 minutes. i cannot imagine a softball, nor having to walk with that kind of pain!!!!!!! you are really getting the short end of the stick ha! man, there is just nothing funnier than watching someone get hit in the nards! the feeling is 100 times as intense as child labor……. no doubt…… plus, in child labor, they are given meds to dull the pain. as for that puking feeling after getting nailed……. ugh, makes me sick to think about it. looks like your days of taking extra point field goal kick-attempts are well and gone.