I got the call right after I got out of the shower. He said he dislocated his shoulder and that we'd be taking a trip to the doctor. I found out which location had walk in hours and was ready to go by the time he made it back home. He started biking with his friends last year and now he has all the gear that goes with it. He has a road bike AND a mountain bike. He has the tight spandex outfits in bright colors and the weird shoes that clip onto the pedals and everything. Today they went about 25 miles east to the mountains for a 12 mile bike ride. It was freezing, there was snow on the ground in some spots and the altitude was really high. Poor guy. About half way through the ride he took a toss over his handlebars and his shoulder was unfortunate enough to connect with the only rock in sight. I don't know how he managed to clip his shoes out of his pedals in time to detach from his bike. He had to half walk half ride his way back with a jacked up shoulder for 6 miles. He's such a tough guy. You would never even know how much pain he's in. His tolerance is pretty high and he's not a whiner like I am.
|Those bones should not be that far apart|
Kaiser is so efficient. We were in and out of there with X rays done and Rx in hand pretty quickly. The bustling pharmacy is staffed with an army of white lab coats taking orders and getting people their drugs. Turns out he has pulled the ligament that is supposed to hold his shoulder to the bone and it's separated pretty far. They put him in a sling and he'll need to follow up with an orthopedic specialist to determine if it can heal on it's own or if it will require surgery. He's going to be out of town next week for work so it'll have to wait until the week after. He and his buddies had a mountain biking mancation to Utah planned for the end of next month. At this point who knows if he will be recovered enough to do that.
It was only a matter of time before SOMETHING else happened. He has a bit of an accident prone past. Years ago before we met he sliced his face open in Army drill team tossing swords in the air. I can't remember exactly how many broken bones he's had. He busted his eye brow open two years ago playing basketball while overseas and had to get stitches. The eyebrow scar it left is actually pretty sexy but that is besides the point. He routinely comes home from mountain biking all scraped up and this is his second major spill. I love it that he has a hobby he enjoys that gets him out with his friends and keeps him fit but I don't love it that it can be dangerous. A car could run him over on the streets and they get to speeds of up to 45 mph on those skinny tires. If you hit a pot hole or an unexpected dip you are done. Mountain biking is even worse. The terrain is rocky and slippery with gravel and dirt. A biker could tumble off the side of a mountain if things went really wrong. Thank goodness they wear helmets. I suppose it could be worse. He could be on a motorcycle. Well, actually that will never happen because I already told him he better not ever even think about getting one of those. Nope. Not on my watch.