Having kids can hurt. Not just emotional pain, like when they yell out “I hate you” in anger, I mean hurt as in real physical pain. There isn’t a dad out there that hasn’t taken at least one errant kick to the family jewels. ( I swear they are aiming there, but at 9 months I am pretty sure my daughters didn’t know what they were doing.) . This time, I have a real injury. I have lateral epicondylitis, better known as tennis elbow. It is an overuse injury to the tendons around the elbow caused but repeated use of the forearm muscles affecting your grip. Usually, it strikes your dominate hand. For me it was the opposite it hit my non-dominate hand. Oh and I don’t play Tennis, or really exercise much for that matter.
What I did do, is carry my kids. In parking lots, at events, or at the store. Sometimes it is because they are walking too slow. Other times they are tired, or just want a hug. Basically, I am saying that to have one of my girls in my arms wasn’t a rare occurrence. In the end, I am so tough I managed to hurt myself by holding my kids. It’s not just me. I am not alone. I spoke with some fellow ( talented ) Dad Bloggers and found that many have similar stories of how just being a dad has left them in pain.
Most of the injuries we dads are subjected to just happen by doing your normal daddy duties. For example in the words of blogless Joel;
“I’ve pulled my back twice in the past 6 months. Each time was at the end of an extended period where my wife was out-of-town on business and I was carrying the team, so to speak. The fatigue of carrying my gigantic son around has led to back injuries triggered by such death-defying tasks as “doing the laundry”.
When I pulled my back picking up a piece of Play-Doh, my 5-year-old daughter said “ARE YOU CRYING?!”
“No buddy, I’m fine,” I said as I remained completely frozen, filled with indescribable pain.
“Oh, well it sounds like you’re crying…”
Sometimes the things that are supposed to keep our kids safe can be the problem. Just ask Scott Posey of FatherNerdsBest who lost a fight with a baby gate.
“I misjudged my ability to swing my legs over the gated play area, got my leg caught and came down hard. I hit my head on the wall and literally saw stars. There wasn’t a concussion, but it was damn close. I hate that damn baby gate play area death machine.