The set for CHESS is relatively simple and uncomplicated. The fun part of the scenery (without giving away too much) is two 10 foot round towers that move and change into different interesting configurations. One of the towers is approximately 10 feet tall, but it was constructed to be light. They will not be a big deal to move when were are at home, at the Aronoff Center, on Sunday.
FRIDAY NIGHT, 8:05 pm
We had just finished the scene ___, and I curser myself, remembering that I was one of the people who was to move the taller tower (or "wagon," as we affectionately call them.) There were a couple people behind it and I took a position near the stairs, in front.
I smiled and jokingly yelled, "heave!"
I turned around and saw something with the corner of my eye.
I looked up and a large 8 foot industrial grade florescent lighting fixture was falling toward me. The florescent bulbs shattered in thousands of shards as it descended.
I ducked and ran for cover with my eyes closed, thinking, thank God nobody was injured. A few steps later, I heard a couple of cast members gasp and I felt a wetness in my scalp. I was covered in glass.
People were concerned. Someone grabbed me and led me forward. I didn't want to open my eyes, fearing the tiny glass shards. I stopped thinking I would walk into something, but I went on the faith of my cast member and I found a seat.
The next 10 minutes were extremely chaotic and I felt my heartbeat raise. I was bleeding a bit. Someone found a clean rag to catch the blood, Brian, the nurse in the group, looked at me and started to brush glass from my face and hair.
I kept my eyes shut. The image of the falling light… made me.. smile? For some reason, I thought it funny to see such a thing. I smiled and felt dizzy and groggy. I grinned as I realized that Darek was taking some pictures for our blogs.
Soon, Charlie came with a makeup brush and brushed shards out of my eyes. I could feel shards everywhere. Despite Brian's efforts to calm, I felt warm. My neck hurt being up at an angle and I felt crowded.
"Guys, I'm a bit dizzy," I said.
Brian suggested opening my eyes. When I did, I saw the cast huddled around me, looking at me concerned. Someone suggested giving me a bit of air. My head floated; I was light headed. It reminded me of the time I had given blood a couple of years ago,
Thankfully, after a few minutes, the lightheadedness passed. Rosie offered to take me to the emergency room at Christ hospital. I was worried about shards of glass being embedded in my skin, although the blood had stopped.)
LATER FRIDAY NIGHT
After checking in to the E.R., I was questioned and given a Computerized Axial Tomography scan. A drop dead gorgeous female nurse and drop dead gorgeous female doctor had the same diagnosis: no trauma to my head. (I thought how similar this ER was to the one on TV, everyone was so friendly and pretty.)
A nurse assistant spent about an hour helping me clean my hair and taking saline solution to get the small shards of glass out of my face. We both laughed at the situation. It was odd to have saline water and shards of glass dripping down my face. Rosie watched on, ever the cheerleader.
No stitches. Just a couple dozen minor cuts.
Scot picked me up and brought me home. He observed me overnight.
I take things in stride and am thankful things were not worse. The light hit my glasses; had I not had the luxury of strong glasses, I might have lost an eye.
Rosie and I joked that there were two reasons why I did this:
1.) To sell more tickets to CHESS (A few of the ER staff were intrigued by the story and by the play and promised to attend.)
2.) To get out of loading the set on Saturday and unloading on Sunday. (In truthfulness, I was kind of excited at the prospect of being up in the attic of the theatre, helping with the lights. Next time!)
The outreach of concern has been really nice. It did remind me of how genuine and caring a lot of people in the cast are. They are amazing. Theatrics aside, I'm proud to associate myself with them. And we are going to ROCK at opening night next Friday.
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