Dec 2015 IRL – the rest of the story part 2
| January 7, 2016 | Posted by Melinda under Uncategorized |
So how does one go about earning a New Year’s T-shirt if not running for it?
The answer apparently lies in realizing upon discharge from the ER that you would rather not put the vomit encrusted clothing back on that you arrived in.
New Year’s morning instead of prepping my stuff to go to Auburn I lay in bed dithering whether to go to urgent care after 2 nights of horrendous back pain and the previous night having an episode of nausea and dizziness that culminated into my blacking out for the merest second and waking up wedged between 2 pieces of bathroom furniture, vomiting.
But I felt the tiniest bit better, a fact that I was using to attempt to convince my husband that perhaps I really didn’t need to go in.
Like all conversations that I start with “I wonder whether I need to go into Urgent Care” I did go because he has learned that those words are never subconciously uttered by me unless I do really need to go in, and he can safely ignore all other words that come after that sentence no matter what I look and sound like.
Long story short, I was diagnosed with a kidney infection and a mystifying low blood pressure of 80/40 (as verified by about 20 people) and beyond a brief moment of excitement when I almost passed out again, but I didn’t know I was passing out because I just felt dizzy and nauseous it was all quite routine with an injection of antibiotics, an antibiotic prescription, a promise I would feel better soon (which I believed since I’ve had a kidney infection before, although it presented a little differently), and a perscription of zofran that I begged for since although I’m pain tolerant, nausea reduces me to blubbering, whiny, toddler.
I did feel better for a couple of hours. (and I was good and I rested most of the day and didn’t do anything stupid and really was a good patient).
Until I didn’t.
I started complaining to Dear Husband that I didn’t feel good. Although if you had asked me straight up I would have said I was fine. One of those things like musing “should I go to Urgent Care” where your subconscious knows something is wrong, but you can’t logically put a finger on it or point to anything specific.
And then I had all sorts of specific things to point to. Ever had the chills or shakes so bad that every single muscle in your body convulsing uncontrollably and violently?
I couldn’t walk, I couldn’t talk. I tried closing my eyes and breathing and relaxing and couldn’t get the shaking to stop for more then about 1.5 seconds at a time.
It was AWFUL. And it was PAINFUL.
If labor and delivery was a 5 on a pain scale of 1 to 10, this was an 8.
Until of course I started vomiting uncontrollably too.
Then it was a 9.
No one in urgent care would return our phone call so we drove the hour to the ER. Where for the second time that day I accepted the offer of a wheelchair without complaint.
I don’t want to bore you, My Dear Reader so we will conclude my little story of woe by simply summarizing the next 2 days as a drugged haze in which it was unfathomable that my eyes could remain open more then 60 seconds at a time, my attention span was the length of a gnat, and my dear husband would shake me awake periodically to drink water, take pills, sign another house offer (sign here…and here…wake up!….and here…and here), and explain for the zillionith time when and what order I needed to take which pills when the timer went off.
Starting the new year on track to spend less time at the doctor’s and less time being sick. FAIL.
3 things that went well
- I feel like *I’m back*. Ran 30 continuous minutes and easy runs feel effortless again. Added back in real running “work” like intervals, hills, long runs, and GSM (general strength and mobility).
- GSM was done on a regular basis!
- 5k PR 🙂
3 things that needed improvement
- Many times I planned to get a GSM or easy run done…but didn’t because I let the day get away from me and didn’t just get it done.
- Left hip is noticeably stiffer and weaker then right hip.
- I’m still dealing with some physical issues that aren’t 100%, most of them related to pregnancy. I’m not complaining and I’m not surprised….but I mention this in case you are reading these posts as a post-partum women and need to hear an honest “it’s so much better but not completely there yet” perspective.
Looking forward
Last weeks focus of “build long run to double digits” replaced by “don’t die”, means that this week’s focus is simply “recover from illness”. The January training block was suppose to be “building long run” and I sincerely hope that in next month’s IRL rider fit I report that in Jan I got a couple double digit long runs in, and one in the neighborhood of 12-15 miles, which would mean this was all a mere blip on the Fortunately…….but UNfortunately…. story that is Endurance.
Here’s your Fig pic(s) for this month
She got a pony for xmas! She was facinated by it and Daddy gave her a ride on it that included bucking, rearing, and galloping. Can’t tell if he’s encouraging or dissuading her from the whole horse thing.
Of COURSE the horse is centered in the photo.
The official 2 month picture. I chose blurry and smiling over stoic grumpy face and in focus.
Ohhhh Mel. So glad you are feeling better. Your cavalier attitude always makes me smile
Witty as always, even under the circumstance. Congratulations on the addition to your family!
The baby is cute. Puking, infection, etc. not as cute. Sigh.
Yikes, lady! I hope you’re on the up and up for good now. Quite the scare.
oh, all this sounds awful! Glad you are improving, and got SUCH a classy shirt of out the bargain… Fig is eyeing that pony, “just a little bit longer young Thunder, as we will ride…”