Years back, i was setting up a reloading bench, had ordered a bunch of stuff from Midway and planned a vacation week with the delivery time. Middle of winter in rural Alaska. Stuff shows up on Friday, i pick it up on the way home from work, all happy that I have a week to set up and make some ammo. Get home park in my spot, wet ice under my feet when I get out. After living with ice for some time you get used to it, and you lose cautiousness. I lean in the truck and stack 2 of the boxes full of brass and lead. Probably 175-200 lbs worth. Im a big guy to begin with, so when I stand up with the boxes in my arms, my feet go out from under me and I go straight down with an added 200 lbs straight on my tailbone. Knocked the breath out of me, and sent a shockwave of pain up my spine I never though possible. I toss the boxes off my lap and try to get up again, boom down on the tailbone again. Made it in the house and called the wife at work, she asked if she should come home and take me to the doctor, I say no. Gonna take a hot shower and relax. Week goes by, Im still in no shape to go back to work, call the boss and take another week off. Same thing, but after two weeks. I figure its time to go to the hospital. Ruptured two discs. They are telling me I should go to Anchorage and see a specialist. The recommended treatment was fusion surgery. Well...... Im a chicken when it comes to surgery, so yeah...... that never happened....... Lol. Did some physical therapy and lived on pain meds for a long time. Finally said fvck it, and dropped the meds.
Almost 20 years later, its gotten to the point I can only play for 3-5 hours, but have to go home and sit on an ice pack the rest of the night and kill the liver with Motrin.
Chuck