Yesterday our choir had dress rehearsal for our concert that happened earlier today. We were practicing our line-up order in a smaller auditorium backstage. I turned to a few women behind me to talk to one of them, and I got bombarded with a nasty, terrifying smell of body odor. It wasn’t coming from the woman I was talking to, but I think it came from the woman next to her and also perhaps one of the ladies standing next to me. Enough to gag a maggot (I love that expression, but I seriously mean it).
Well I was soon distracted by the unsettling sound of someone falling. We all turned and one of the ladies had stood too close to the edge of the stage and fell off, hurting herself badly. I thought she had hurt the back of her neck, someone else said she hurt her chin? She was in pain, it was obvious. People helped her out but most of us received word that she was okay.
Learned today while practicing, that she cracked three of her ribs on that fall. But she showed up for the concert! She was our flute player when she wasn’t singing. A damn good flute player I must add. And with that pain, she played her flute. The whole concert went really well and our director looked very happy. On the way back out, the flute lady was in back of me. She had a cheerful, authentic smile on her face and I asked her how she was doing. She said “Oh I’m fine!”
Now here’s where I might sound a tad sadistic. When I heard she had three cracked ribs, a tiny seed in my head was thinking of the song “Twelve Days of Christmas”, only with different lyrics. “On the third day of choir, my true love gave to me…three cracked ribs, two broken legs (her legs are fine, nobody broke their legs) and a partridge in a pear tree….” Sick, right? I never sang this out loud, of course, I doubt she would’ve been amused. I’m just glad she’s going to be okay.
Oh and I was pleasantly surprised to find out that it did not blizzard before, during our after our concert. The sun was out. Sure it was colder than cold, but the sun was out. It may have been too cold to snow. That’s my theory. Lots of people showed up, a few got pushy at the door, I heard. Good times, though, it was a very nice concert to end 2008.