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Thanks again for your responses. And especially your concern. And Bermuda, your joke.
I don't mean to complain. That was not my intention. The issue on Saturday was a scare. But then I did not cancel my Sunday lessons because I wanted out of the hospital so I could teach. And was glad to catch that cab and ended up teachin 5 great classes. A new adult student was thrilled to bits and really inspired.
Larry may well be correct. I never eat home cooked meals. I can't because my kitchen is full of instruments. There's 10 snares on the stove! But I make sure I get plenty of veges in my diet.
Andy speaks of 80 hours a week doing manual labour and that has the affect of making me relish my own job more and want to simply do more.
I am lucky and I know it. I also recognise it is my hwrd work and determination that got me here. I broke my back and even while unable to walk and in bed I kept playing my pracice pad. Then when worry about my legs began I delved into hand percussion and would be in bed practising pandeiro. When out of sheer frustration with my inability to face my new situation, as she called it, my woman left me.I kept going. But I proved her wrong and here I am again. My second musical career. I doubt I'd get a third.
And make no mistake. I love it. I am simply interested how others deal.
I don't mean to complain. That was not my intention. The issue on Saturday was a scare. But then I did not cancel my Sunday lessons because I wanted out of the hospital so I could teach. And was glad to catch that cab and ended up teachin 5 great classes. A new adult student was thrilled to bits and really inspired.
Larry may well be correct. I never eat home cooked meals. I can't because my kitchen is full of instruments. There's 10 snares on the stove! But I make sure I get plenty of veges in my diet.
Andy speaks of 80 hours a week doing manual labour and that has the affect of making me relish my own job more and want to simply do more.
I am lucky and I know it. I also recognise it is my hwrd work and determination that got me here. I broke my back and even while unable to walk and in bed I kept playing my pracice pad. Then when worry about my legs began I delved into hand percussion and would be in bed practising pandeiro. When out of sheer frustration with my inability to face my new situation, as she called it, my woman left me.I kept going. But I proved her wrong and here I am again. My second musical career. I doubt I'd get a third.
And make no mistake. I love it. I am simply interested how others deal.