I once pondered whether an injury you sustained while playing a video game could be considered a sports injury. Barbara Bruederlin was kind enough to assure me that I was virtually an athlete.
A physical exam I had several years ago with my doctor brought up the fact that my heart rate seemed a bit low. My doctor posed the question ‘are you an athlete?’ to which I replied ‘Doc...you’ve seen me naked’. We both laughed, she a little longer than necessary.
I’ve never been much of a sportsman but still managed to get into trouble on the weekend. While playing Tiger Woods PGA Golf on the Nintendo Wii, I heard the crack of my club hitting the ball followed by another sound, me going arrgghowwwee (pronounced as it’s spelled) as something in my elbow gave way. I tried to keep playing but on the next swing, my cry got even harder to spell and I had to stop. I’ve decided that Tiger had me Nancy Kerrrigan’d because I was getting too good for my own, er, good.
To add insult to injury, I’ve now read that the American Medical Association is soon to vote on whether Internet and Video Game Addiction should be classified as a formal diagnosis. After the vote, the matter will go to the American Psychiatric Association to determine whether it should be called a mental disorder.
I'm waiting anxiously for the outcome as my permanent record's been a bit of a boring read lately.
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