Lance by Dale Mayer

Author:Dale Mayer
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Military, Romance
ISBN: 9781773363837
Publisher: Valley Publishing Ltd.
Published: 2020-09-02T16:00:00+00:00

Lance watched as Jessica dashed into the vet clinic, then made his way to the elevator. Once he was alone, he got inside and sank into his wheelchair. He’d pushed it too far and was paying for it, but he didn’t want to ask her for help. Pride was a strange thing, but he would survive. Upstairs on his floor, he slowly made his way to his room. He put the guitar down, closed the bedroom door, and slowly made his way onto the bed. As he collapsed onto the bed, he thought he heard somebody at the door. “I’m just lying down for a bit,” he called out.

Shane stuck his head around the door. “I saw you come down the hallway.” He came in, took one look, and said, “How’s the arm, that shoulder?”

He just glared at him. “What about them?”

“Did you think I wouldn’t notice? Playing the guitar will tax that shoulder,” he said. “It’s already stripped of some very important muscles.”

Slowly Lance sagged in bed. “I was really hoping it would be fine,” he said. “But every time I play—”

“I know,” Shane said, coming over and taking a look at the shoulder. “Stretch out on your stomach,” he said. “Let me work it over a bit and see if we can loosen up some of the tension there. I hadn’t realized music was a big part of your life.”

“And it could be a big part of my future,” Lance said, “but only if I can play without hurting myself.” They stretched the bed out totally flat, and, with Shane’s help, Lance flipped over onto his belly and tried to relax. He knew this arm was pretty ugly, but it was the one that he used to pick the guitar strings.

“Have you tried any other instrument?”

“Haven’t had access to anything,” he said. He waited while Shane put something on his hands, and then, slowly, working from the center of the scapula over the shoulder bone and down the elbow into the hand, he massaged each and every one of the muscles. “Some of the muscles back here are in rough shape,” Shane said. “It looks like we need to do some extra work on those.”

“Well, I wasn’t really thinking of music when we did our initial assessments,” he said. “At the time, I wasn’t even sure I could still play.”

“Yeah, but now that I know, we’ll put in some extra time and see if we can get this shoulder to work,” Shane said. “It’s just as important that we have our pursuits and the things that matter to us, as well as being fundamentally functional.”

“Well, it worked,” he said, “but it was awkward being in the wheelchair and having to hold everything differently. So I strained the shoulder.”

Shane didn’t say anything, so Lance kept quiet and just let him work. By the time he finished working on the arm, it still ached, but in a good way. It was much better than when he first came back from being outside.

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