I'm Not Dead Yet

"I love it when Aunt Kate visits, she always brings us stuff!" These eloquent words of my niece Kaitlyn recently prove that I have monumentally succeeded at spoiling her and her sisters. You know, I really do want them to expect presents, because that's part of the excitement of a visit! Down the line, they won't remember what I brought them (until I bring them skates) and they won't care (again, skates!), but what they will remember is that act of giving; and how I would show up at random times with surprises and lots of hugs and attention just for them.

In 5 days, it will officially be three months since my stupid little incident. I have now spent a longer amount of time being injured than I have spent skating. Wow, an accomplishment. I realized last night, that I kind of don't even remember what skating feels like. It will be funny when I do put my skates back on, and my skill level will be lower than the newbies I'd been occasionally assisting. Oh well, square one was an exhilarating place to be in at one time...I'm sure it remembers me and will treat me well.

I'm Not Dead Yet is DerbyLife's section of commisery and advice from the ranks of the current derby injured. Got a story to share? [email protected] Reprinted with permission from the autor's blog, Kate On Skates

I'm Not Dead Yet is DerbyLife's section of commisery and advice from the ranks of the current derby injured. Got a story to share? [email protected] Reprinted with permission from the autor's blog, Kate On Skates

I'm Not Dead Yet is DerbyLife's section of commisery and advice from the ranks of the current derby injured. Got a story to share? [email protected] Reprinted with permission from the autor's blog, Kate On Skates

This post brought to you by one of Kate's skating buddies, because, well, you'll see.

You’re at your doctor’s office, waiting to be told that your knee/ankle/foot/shoulder is fine and you can go right back to doing what you’ve been doing, but maybe with a bit more ice and ibuprofen thrown in. And then your doctor returns with your x-ray and a very serious look on her face. Uh oh.

So you’ve got an injury! This is the moment that every derby player dreads. What happens next?

If you’ve played roller derby for a bit you, you know that getting injured is not an “if” but a “when.” I came into the sport knowing that I was bound to get hurt on a somewhat regular basis and was happy to take on the risk. I’ve been pretty athletic most of my life and am no stranger to an emergency room.