Hey y’all, I’ve got a few minutes to spare and thought I’d tickle your funny bone with another story about living in Austin. As you have read from the title of this post, tonight’s story will be about wrestling, injury and…. getting help. Buckle up..
Blu and I were huge WWF fans. For those of you unaware of what the WWF is, let me fill you in. WWF stands for the World Wrestling Federation. The WWF was the ‘in’ thing back in the 80’s. I was going into the 5th grade, and my cousin Blu was one year younger and kids our age loved the WWF: Hulk Hogan, Rowdy Roddy Piper, Rick Flair, Macho Man Randy Savage, Hacksaw, and Andre’ the Giant. Man, they were awesome. What a great time we had when they were on tv. Blu and I would act out our favorite characters, carefully mimicking the tiniest details of their personalities. This one night when the WWF was on and we were playing, something bad happened.
I believe Blu was pretending to be Rowdy Roddy Piper and I was Hacksaw, or maybe it was the other way ’round.. hell, maybe we were two totally different characters, it’s hard to say after 30 years have passed. (side note, off topic. DAYUM! Did I just saw 30 years? I’ll be 40 in August, I can’t believe I just made a reference to a point in my life that happened 30 years ago. I feel so old.) Anyway, Blu and I were playing around, pretending to be whichever WWF character we had chosen, stomping, clothes-lining, body slamming, suplexing, DDT’ing and razzing the invisible crowd with our best impressions of wrestler haggling. We were having a good ole time until… I whipped out the Full Nelson. I don’t know how I did it but I got Blu in this wrestling move then I wrapped my leg around the outside of his and pulled his leg backward, trying to trip him. I needed him down on the ground so I could pin him, so I could win… but when I did.. SNAP! Blu let out a scream and when I jumped up, his leg… OH! MY! GAWD!! … his leg was twisted around backwards or something. His leg looked like it was over his shoulder! (insert vomit noise here) My uncle Bubby had to put Blu’s leg back into its normal position and in doing so, Blu screamed, I cried and that was only the beginning. The next day I found out that I had broken my cousins femur bone. Although I was sad due to my best friend being in the hospital…with a screw through his leg…hanging in traction, secretly I was happy that my WWF guy beat his. (insert evil little giggles)
I don’t know how long Blu was in the hospital, hanging up in traction but it seemed like months. All I know is, when he came back he had on one helluvuh cast. It started just under his armpits, down his torso, all the way down his broken leg to his ankle and I think halfway down the other leg. He had a full-on body cast!!?! That being said, Blu couldn’t sit in a normal chair like the rest of us, he needed a special wheelchair, one that he could get around the house in but one that would also allow for his…unbend-able position. (insert more evil giggles here) Well, when bad accidents happen and when you’re poor, you turn to others for help. We had some church people help us get what we needed. I’m pretty sure the church people helped us with food, bills, and whatever else our family needed in this time of crisis.
I’ll never forget this one day the church people came to pay us a visit… unexpectedly. By this time in Blu’s healing process he had learned to get around in his body cast like it wasn’t even there. He didn’t need his wheelchair or any other special things but.. I guess we didn’t want the church people to know this because when whoever looked out the door and saw them standing there, Blu was motioned to get his butt back in his wheelchair- fast! He ran in a hobbling fashion and threw himself into that chair. I’m laughing just thinking back on it. Scandalous!!
With all the bad stuff that Blu had to go through, his body cast did come in quite well for Halloween; authentic mummy costume right there. (that’s me, the witch) ——————————————————————————————>
All of us kids are married with kids of our own now. I haven’t seen any of them in at least 20 years because we live in different states. But no matter the distance, and although I’ll be 40 and Blu 39 this year.. and although he outgrew me by at least a foot, a long time ago, he knows not to mess with me because if broke his leg once, I’m sure I could do it again. LOL :)~