Friday, June 21, 2013

The Trigger for My Dystonia Symptoms

One day after band practice, my best friend, Sally, told me to hop on the hood of her car, and she would give me a ride to the band hall. She knew I loved to do this even though my parents had forbidden it. I hopped on, without a thought, holding onto my sax with both hands. Unfortunately, Sally hit the gas a little harder than I expected. Instead of grabbing the hood I held onto my beloved saxophone The next thing I knew I awoke in the emergency room with a doctor cutting my clothes off. My doctor had a very serious expression on his face when he told me he was glad I was waking up. He said I had been unconscious for almost an hour. My mind was fuzzy, but I knew I was going to be in trouble with my father.

I had no idea that I had much more serious trouble ahead that would impact my life as an adult.