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So there I was at my doctor's office. I wanted to see if I had multiple contusions (I did) or possibly cracked ribs (I did) and if I could get something for it. I often go for years without seeing the good doctor but I should go more often because I always learn something. This Monday, my education came from one of those anatomy posters called "The Amazing Hip" which was taped to the wall of the screening room. Being a Latin derivative junkie, I was scanning line by line for connections that would explain my life. The first revelation was the sartorius muscle. Could that be one of the muscles you use to operate the treadle on old-school manual sewing machines? Could that be a possible etymological root for the word sartorial, of or relating to a tailor or tailored clothes? No definitive answer so I read on. The next one to jump out was ventral sacroiliac ligament. Aha! Another mystery solved! So, do any of you old-timers happen to know who it was who smashed into that boulder on the Mulberry causing himself an extremely painful hip injury? It would be fun to know.

~Dave

I'm fine, by the way. It took a considerable effort to climb out the back passenger door and an even greater effort to convince the responding policeman that I really didn't need an ambulance. Serious chest pain but no gurgling. I worked half a day today and I'd be at the roll session this coming Saturday if I didn't have manditory overtime. Someone was watching over me! Also, the good doctor seemed a little annoyed when I snatched his pen to write "ventral sacroiliac ligament" on the back of my perscription. That was until I asked him if he was a kayaker. "I paddle canoes mainly but I have a kayak," was his answer. He knew all about Sac and we talked some other river stuff. He seemed to forget that I took his pen. I didn't ask to use his name here but I bet a bunch of you have been paddling with him. Super nice guy!

Dave- Glad you are OK. Was that your wife's car? It looks a bit newer than your usual ride .

Ryan

Yeah, that was my wife's 2008 Nissan Versa. I'm only a religious person when I want to thank someone or something and thanking good luck feels too flippant given the circumstances. Instead I'll just thank God that I was driving her car instead of mine. It would have been a hospital job without the airbags, probably with a very long recovery time. As it is, my neck and back feel fine. The seat belt crushed me but at least my head stayed in a somewhat normal human posture. I was lucky!

~Dave

Dang Dave,
I'm glad to see you're all right after that. Looks pretty nasty.

Glad your Ok! Ribs can heal, But the pain will stick with you for awhile. I hope you get better before it's time to mow the grass

Thanks guys for all the well wishes, but do none of you know who the Sacroiliac rapid on the Mulberry is named after? Someone must have torn something long ago!

Thanks!
~Dave

Oh, and Victor, I say egestatum semper in kayak. I'm so poor I live in a kayak!