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I had an uncle that loved two things - playing guitar and driving hot rods. Late last summer he took his new hot rod out for a spin, got into a bad single car accident, and died after a couple weeks in a coma.One of my biggest fears relates to why we're all here (playing a musical instrument): That someday, due to some health issue, I'll no longer be able to play guitar. That's a big one for me.
I'm fine with diminishing skills; I just don't want a stroke, or something that takes it all away.
Like, I've been very careful with my hands for 45 years, and every time I use a saw, especially a table saw, I stop for a moment and consciously put my mind into complete focus on what I'm doing. Even to the point of if someone is working near me, I don't have any conversations while I'm in the process of cutting anything. And if that little voice in my head speaks up, I do whatever he's concerned about. In fact, that right there is a big reason people get injured- They ignore that voice. "Oh it'll be fine." Or he's in the background, and you don't even pause to think about whatever the danger is.
I know 4 people who got careless with saws. 3 got lucky, I drove 1 of those to the hospital, and the 4th lost fingers. I think there's even one guy over at FAS who lost a finger.
F*CK THAT! I wanna play til the day I die!
When I learned they couldn’t even find half of the bone needed to reconstruct his arm, I sort of had a hunch how this was going to turn out for him. I couldn’t see him with all those guitars and not being able to do what he loved.
I’m not ashamed to admit I’ve wondered if I’d really want to go on if I mangled myself badly enough to lose the ability to play. I’m no Jimmy Page, but losing that would take a lot from me.