The fellow who coined the phrase, "watch your step", should have been standing next to me Saturday afternoon, May 30, as I was painting the basement stairway ceiling of my mother's home. With a gallon paint can in one hand and a paint brush in the other, the ladder slipped off the step out from underneath me. I landed on my left shoulder and hip from about five feet up. Five hours later in Emergency, decked out in a neck brace and pumped full of morphine, they determined my left shoulder was neither broken or dislocated. But I was writhing in pain.
A few days later an MRI revealed severely torn rotator cuff tendons. Yesterday was surgery. I'll be in a sling for (6) weeks to be followed by lots of physical therapy. Playing the mandolin is out of the question.
To make matters worse, I have a new Eastman mandocello sitting at Elderly getting set up including a new nut made and bridge saddle re-cut to follow the string spacing of a Gibson H-1. Master luthier Dave Cohen is shipping a beautiful new mandolin to me June 29th commissioned a year and a half ago, and I just bought a 1905 Ditson Empire bowlback from eBay (thanks for the help, Mick) which will arrive Monday. And I won't be able to play any of them. That's REAL agony!
So friends, please be careful and wish me luck!
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