Yo people, havent blogged in a while...
blogging mainly to talk bout Sunday...
we were invited on the Baracuda, Louisa's family's boat for the day to film the last two program discussions.
it was great...i love the sea...it agrees with me...and the day was spent relaxing and chillin...and the discussions were filmed.
Thanks goes out to louisa's parents who were great hosts and cooked an amazing meal...
it was plain sailing all the way back to Cirkewwa, where Jonathan and I decide to go for a swim...
Jonathan launches himself from the upper deck in a very well performed dive, and surfaces in the crystal clear sea smiling. I step up onto the railing of the lower deck and stand with my back to the water. I know the water is deep enough, and i know i can do the jump. I have done it hundred of times before. I concentrate and let go on the bar I was holding onto for balance. bend my knees, swing my arms and launch myself upwards, and bending backwards to perform the dive.
Upside down in mid air, I look down expecting to see the sea below me and the boat infront of me. But in that split second I knew something wasn't right...the image i saw wasn't what I was expecting, I felt a slight worry.
I hit the sea, not knowing fully how i landed, and feel a pain in my shoulder...nothing too bad i imagine, i resurface, but realise i can't move my left arm.
Jonathan swims up to me "nice dive"
"yeah thanks...I think i dislocated my shoulder though."
he smiles thinking im exagerating, being fooled by how calm and relaxed i said it.
"no, seriously i can't move my arm"
he looks at my shoulder and suddenly looks worried. he starts helping me over to the boat, calling for John. A bit of panick began, although some people were thinking we were joking.
Everybody believed however as soon as i pulled myself out of the water, and saw the bone jutting out at an odd angle. i kept thinking "i expected a dislocated shoulder to feel worst" the pain rly wasnt that bad.
jonathan and john tell me to lie down, so i do. everybody, except sarah who couldnt stand the sight, was looking down at me.
Jonathan holds my left arm up, and following instructions from John, places his foot into my left armpit and pulls onto my arm, i wince, but the bone did not go back into place. on the second try, he twists slightly whilst pulling, and i feel the bone slipping back into place. it was a comfortable feeling.
next i know i was wrapped in about five towels and ushered onto a bench to sit and rest.
Again..i wasn't in that much pain...but i was shivering like anything...most probably out of shock...words were being said and i answered with out any problems....only two things are worth mentioning here: I am going back to rugby when I'm fuly back to normal...
and Jonathan saying "not bad for my first time ej...?"
:) a good day on the whole :)