The only rule I remember of canoe-polo is ... when you are holding the ball, someone in the other team can push you into the water. The more skilled player can make a nifty twist of the oars and flip the canoe upright again. I did try, and a very patient teacher allowed me to try repeatedly, but I never mastered this. So, I tended to skulk in defence and avoid holding the ball as much as I could because every time I took possession a large beefy teenager from the other team would appear and push me in, before going on to score a goal.
You might ask, 'Why did I do it?' I have to say quickly that my river canoeing was more adept than my polo skills and I canoed for a couple of years before capsizing into a river. I'm sure, because I'm not a strong swimmer, it was sheer will-power rather than any particular skill that kept me in the canoe. The rapids at Grandtully were a favourite and challenging end to a day on the Tay. I did the polo because the team needed a fifth player and was often one down; they assured me that the team was better off with me as the fifth member than playing with only four, tho' I was never convinced.
I hope this isn't going to sound too cheesy but... my experience of ME is like catching the ball in canoe polo. Here comes the ball ... hey, and down you go. It's unpredictable. You can be in position of attack, go-getting, pushing to the winning line or in defence, trying to avoid the ball but the game, like life, moves quickly and ... wham ... you have the ball and down you go. The all elusive flip is the cure whether it's me trying to cure myself or me believing that one of the researchers will hit on the ... what? What might it be? One cause for ME with one specific cure?
Unpredictable is the word that a rather scary Occupational Health doctor used to describe me when I ventured to ask if I had any rights as a disab...... 'Rights! Your employer has the right not to have someone as unpredictable as you working for them
You might ask, 'Why did I do it?' I have to say quickly that my river canoeing was more adept than my polo skills and I canoed for a couple of years before capsizing into a river. I'm sure, because I'm not a strong swimmer, it was sheer will-power rather than any particular skill that kept me in the canoe. The rapids at Grandtully were a favourite and challenging end to a day on the Tay. I did the polo because the team needed a fifth player and was often one down; they assured me that the team was better off with me as the fifth member than playing with only four, tho' I was never convinced.
I hope this isn't going to sound too cheesy but... my experience of ME is like catching the ball in canoe polo. Here comes the ball ... hey, and down you go. It's unpredictable. You can be in position of attack, go-getting, pushing to the winning line or in defence, trying to avoid the ball but the game, like life, moves quickly and ... wham ... you have the ball and down you go. The all elusive flip is the cure whether it's me trying to cure myself or me believing that one of the researchers will hit on the ... what? What might it be? One cause for ME with one specific cure?
Unpredictable is the word that a rather scary Occupational Health doctor used to describe me when I ventured to ask if I had any rights as a disab...... 'Rights! Your employer has the right not to have someone as unpredictable as you working for them
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