With our XTERRA Beaver Creek triathlon only two months away and still scheduled to happen both Mike and I spent a great deal of time this month getting in our biking, swimming, and running. Luckily Flying Horse opened up their swim lanes by reservation only on May 11th. We swam three days, biked twice and ran 3-4 times every week. We had fun swimming together and biking at Red Rocks, Stratton Open Space, Black Forest Section 16 and the occasional road bike on the Cottonwood Creek Trail. It has been nice to have a race to work towards, even though in the back of our minds we know at any time it could be cancelled. What’s even better is that we have been able to train together. I’m so glad Mike and I like doing the same things!
The day before Peter’s birthday is not a day I will forget this year. I woke up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom and the next thing I knew I was on the floor of the bathroom. I think I must have started to feel some sharp pain, but I really can’t remember. I passed out, fell off the toilet, hit my head against the frame of the door, and fractured my nose and bruised my forehead pretty bad. Mike was in bed but heard the banging from my fall and quickly got up to inspect what happened. While I was out, he examined my face and when I came to, I had no idea what had happened. I was completely disoriented, and I felt super sick to my stomach. I sat up enough to try and throw up in the toilet, but nothing came out except for some blood from my mouth. When I tried to sit up, I got sick again and then dizzy. It took a few minutes before I attempted to get up. By that point Mike had already showered really quick and had his scrubs on. I tried walking with his help, but I kept getting dizzy, so he had to carry me to the car. On the way to the ER the pain in my lower back kept getting progressively worse. Once in triage in the ER, they immediately hooked me up to the EKG machine. Mike could tell that something was not right and within in a matter of minutes I was wheeled back to a room. More leads were attached to my body and an IV was started. My heart rate was also super low which is unusual for someone in a lot of pain. Since my normal resting heart rate is somewhere between 42-47, they kept me in my room instead of taking me to the Trauma bay. There was apparently a lot of talk about doing that. They asked me if I knew what month it was. I couldn’t remember at first and it took me almost 30 seconds to feel like I could think. They decided to do a CT Scan of my head and my abdomen. The scan revealed a kidney stone on my left side that was between 4-5mm in size. It also showed that I had a nasal fracture. Luckily there was no brain bleed. My heart rate kept dipping into the 30s and it wasn’t stabilizing. I just felt out of it, but I was never unconscious. It was because of all of this that they ended up admitting me. The pain in my lower back from the kidney stone was so bad they had to give me Norco twice. They ended up doing another EKG in the ER and the results were not that much better than the first one. I had a consult from the Cardiologist who got to the ER surprisingly fast. They ended up admitting me to the hospital to monitor my heart rate, do an echo of my heart, and monitor my pain. While I was in my room, the pain seemed to be in control. John Mancini showed up mid-morning to talk about options with the kidney stone. Mike had called him since he is our friend and a urologist. We decided on a wait and see if I pass it approach with the option for surgery later if I didn’t pass the stone. The echocardiogram was normal which was great. I ended up eating lunch at the hospital and was discharged around dinner time. Mike had been in contact with a select few friends and family throughout the day so they would know what was happening. My sweet friend, Dionne, had already offered to bring us dinner for the next two days. By the time we got home, dinner was already there. My friend Myisha even offered to fly out to help. My parents were beyond worried, but their fears were consoled throughout the day as good news of my heart and discharge were relayed to them. The kids had been so worried throughout the day and when I got home, they said I looked super sick. It’s true, I still looked pale and weak, but I was just happy to be home.
Over the course of the next week, some good friends and family sent me messages and cards of love. Several of them texted me every day. Flowers and other fun treats were sent my way. I felt loved and cared for. Those were some dark days as I had zero energy to do much of anything. I spent most of the time either on the couch, in my office chair, or in bed. After a week of feeling pretty crappy I started to get a little more energy. I attempted to go for a short run one day and a bike ride with the kids on another day. It didn’t matter what I did because the stone just seemed content on staying where it was. I finally set a surgery day and will continue to do what I can to get this stone out of me. So far I have jumped on the trampoline, rode the mini moped with Madeline, ran, biked, and did core exercises and all of that ONLY when I have had enough energy to get myself up. Nothing seems to make a difference but I will keep trying and praying that things will work out ok.
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