More ouch

I think I may have played my last game of rugby.  I lasted a whole 10 minutes on Saturday before having to come off injured.  I felt something rip in my left bicep when making a tackle.  Ouch.

We had a few more injuries during the game so I volunteered to come back on for the last 20.  We very nearly won (they scored in the last 5).  Shame.

I'm seeing a physio later this afternoon but in my conversation over the phone with BUPA's triage it sounds like i've ruptured a tendon.  In addition to a lot of pain, when I tense my left arm the bicep goes in completely the wrong direction.  Ouch.

If it's as bad as I think it is it will require an operation which will mean no rugby for 6 months.  That's this season gone, and in reality will probably be my last. 

It hasn't sunk in yet but sure it will hit me later.

Boo!

Musician's retirement home

You may remember a post on my old journal entitled 'Where actors go to die...'

http://wat-de-fu.livejournal.com/202177.html

I posed the question

Do other professions have their own exclusive retirement homes?

Well, it appears they do...

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/entertainment/7543062.stm

I wonder if there's a retirement home purely for analysts. How about IT technicians?