The Sherpa golfs no More…at least not for a while…

Author: The Golf Sherpa  |  Category: Golf Fitness, Uncategorized

Normally the inspiration for my blogs emanates from the environment around the Sherpa. Sometimes they occur subliminally then sometimes they appear with the suddenness and ferocity of a train wreck…guess which kind this inspiration was?

The day began quite innocently with the Sherpa clan spending a leisurely weekend at the seashore with in-laws. We were celebrating my brother in law’s birthday and the weather was idyllic. It was Sunday afternoon, I was 90% through the posting for my take on the Byron Nelson and my beloved father in law invited me to take a ride in his amazing new 28 foot Boston Whaler…awesome.

We head out into the inter coastal water and this boat is earning its reputation for stability and speed.  The Sherpa is amazed by the Whaler’s technical capability and is soaking up the zen of the waves.  I am thoroughly enjoying the wind as it crisply and sharply blows over the bow and past my face.

It was then,  I now realize,  an old Mexican proverb (my father taught me) governed events.

Dad is fond of saying, “en cada vida hay quince minutos de pura pendejada, lo que importa es que estas haciendo, dentro esos quince minutos”.

Roughly translated, “in every life, there are 15 minutes of pure stupidity, what is important is what you are doing during those 15 minutes”.

If you rare lucky, you are sleeping, locked in a padded cell or tied to a gurney…..the Sherpa was riding in a $100K boat at 35 miles a hour. 

Crap.

As I became more and more comfortable with the ride and the incredible stability, the Sherpa decided to ride on the front of the boat. 

Now I am really feeling it.  The wind in my hair, the sun shining, I am free and riding high…lovin it baby.

Off on the horizon I see a typical scene…a large barge headed perpendicular to our path.   As we near the path of the barge the wake looms much larger than I anticipate.  I have just enough time to brace myself with my left hand on the railing before we do our Dukes of Hazard jump over this tremendous wake.

Two things happen…

  1. I keep from being thrown from the boat
  2. I help make the down-payment on my wrist surgeon’s new Porsche while ending my golf career until 2010.

When we recovered from the turbulence, the 90 degree displacement of the bones in my left wrist and the freakishly searing pain told me this was more than a “sprain”

This was old school, mideavil, “kick your dog in the teeth” kind of pain….so complete in its envelopment of your senses that you wonder if it really just happened.

Pain gave way to nausea, then fear for the damage I had most assuredly done to half of my golf swing, work capability, typing..you name it.

When my brother in law came forward to check on me, his reaction was nearly as frightful as the break…poor guy’s face turned green when he saw the fracture, so I sent him to get me a magazine to fashion a splint…knowing he would not want to watch what I was about to do…

I could not bear the pain of such a crooked wrist, so I gently grabbed the finger tips and pulled my hand outward until my left wrist looked more like my right wrist…the wrist was at least straight now, and I felt like I was taking control…an important feeling when every tiny movement of the ocean reminds you about the real meaning of pain.

When things hurt this much already, the pain of setting your own bones is just incremental, so I figured the trade off would be worth the relief I would feel when my bones were more in line with “the creators”  blueprint.  

My gamble paid off and I was energized that I had taken back the situation and felt somewhat in charge again.  We radioed Mrs. Sherpa who showed up at the dock with Tylenol and a map to the local hospital.

The Xrays confirmed what I already knew.  I had a severe break of the radius just above the left wrist and even though I had straightened it, the fracture was severe and would need a significant repair once the swelling subsided.

Back home, three days later, I went to get an Orthopedic consult and had surgery the following day.  

Like my new driver, I now have a titanium plate, that should allow my wrist to heal.  With rehab, I expect to get back at least 90% of my old range of motion, but the time to do so will not see me swinging a club until late 2009 or early 2010.

I apologize for not posting sooner, but pain killers have a way of making you sleepy and my doctor said no driving or blogging, while on the hard stuff.

I am typing right handed, so these posts take a bit longer, but fear not dear reader, I will use my rehab time to improve this site and share any rehab tips I learn along the way.

Bottom line:  Every day is a gift.  Do not take your health for granted.  The Sherpa is lucky the injury was not worse.  Keep healthy, and never..ever ride on the front of a boat…even if it is a whaler.

Play on…

The Sherpa

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2 Responses to “The Sherpa golfs no More…at least not for a while…”

  1. Gigi Says:

    Ohhhh!! The humanity of it all!!!! I hope you’re doing well and the break is knitting nicely. I will be eager to follow the new instightes you will undoutedly glean from the journey on your road to recovery. As always, we mere humans rarely understand the works of the eather/chance/spirts/God, but more often than not, we can always chose a way to interpret the lot we’ve been delt. If I might offer a possible interpretaion, looks like somebody doesn’t want you to be cupping that left hand quite as much…

    Get well soon, keep your spirts up and let that analytical eye stay clear and open to the path, so you can guide us on our journey to persevere the summit that is better Golf.

  2. The Golf Sherpa Says:

    Gigi,

    So good to hear from you. Sadly the circumstances could be better, but at least the context is till golf. I love your writing style and welcome you to post an article if you ever see fit to do so.

    I will use the time to perfect typing with one hand and puttibg together my cirriculum for returning to this sacred game when my hold off hand is once again functional…

    The Sherpa

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