This past Friday the Oregon Symphony began its 123rd season. I, however, did not begin my 24th season. Just over a month ago, I broke my left collarbone in a cycling accident. That’s old news – you can even see my X-rays (before) here and (after) here. Tonight, I’m going to the Oregon Zoo to hear the first concert of the symphony season, and I’ll be doing it from the audience side.
It’s strange to be at home, not ill from some sort of virus or bacteria, or on personal or relief leave, while the orchestra is working. But the fact is that I am not even allowed to hold my instrument in playing position at this point, never mind make a sound with it, get my stamina back, get my left hand calluses back (!), and the be able to practice my way back up to an acceptable level of performance. Those are all things that I’ll have to do before I can return to work. Unfortunately, the time it will take to accomplish all of these interim goals on the way to full recovery is going to take longer than I’d anticipated. I’m not surprised, but I am disappointed.
I’m someone who likes having things to do, and as a musician, I prefer to be just a bit busy rather than having much free time on my hands. Now, I’ve got nothing BUT free time. Recovery is proceeding, however. I’ve started PT sessions this past week, and am doing my exercises three times daily. It’s pretty amazing how tiring these seemingly trivial movements can be – and at times, downright uncomfortable! But that’s a lot like what practicing a musical instrument can be like. Some days you move forward, some days you move backward, and overall, with care and guidance, you move ahead. Wish me luck!