The summer before my daughter was born I was working at a landscape company. The work was hard, but seeing a finished yard that had been nothing but dirt and weeds before we got there was very rewarding. At different points throughout the summer I'd be shoveling and my wrist would scream out in pain. The same thing would happen sometimes in high school when I played the guitar. Eventually I decided it became enough of a concern that I went to the doctor. He had me do some simple tests like pressing my hands together and asked me when it would hurt the most. I told him about my landscaping job and he told me I had the beginnings of carpel tunnel and that I should find a different job. I was a little dumbfounded. If you sum up what really happened it goes like this-
Me: It hurts when I do this. Any suggestions?
Doctor: Don't do that.
Me: (thought only) You went to medical school, right? Four years? Thanks for the advice, Dr. Instinct.
2 comments:
My dad's a smart guy and he probably would have told you the same thing while laughing and making some joke. I'm sure he would have gone into a little more detail about alleviating the problem. But he would have told you not to do what was hurting you too.That makes me laugh
Hahaha, good story. I'll bet you're wishing you would have gone on to med school now if that's all you had to do... "If it hurts, don't do it!"
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