Last week was bad. Thursday morning I woke up after spending the night in the bathroom throwing up. I was dizzy, had a fever, and there was no way that I could even drive myself to court. I was fortunate enough that one of my colleagues picked me up and drove me. On Thursday afternoon there was video testimony that was prerecorded --- I spent the afternoon in the bathroom throwing up. The deputy clerk put me in the witness room (because the witnesses were sequestered) and was such a kind man --- every 20-30 minutes he would come in and bring a new garbage bag. Thursday night I went to the hospital and got an IV. I knew I was dehydrated. I felt better on Friday, but Friday night it hit me again. The judge made us go back on Saturday to finish with one more witness and then give closing arguments. I was exhausted by the time that Saturday was done.
My plan was to come home, take an Ambien, and sleep it off. The thing was, I slept 13 hours even without Ambien. I woke up today (Sunday) and drank half a gallon of water. Within 90 minutes I still wasn't having to use the bathroom --- which worried me. After all, I have a half marathon in a week. I still felt dizzy and I was still coughing. I called the doctor who sent me to the hospital. Turns out, I have pneumonia. I got antibiotics, another inhaler, and was told to rest up and drink a ton of liquid. If I did that, I might be able to run next Sunday.
I called Elyse as I was filling the prescription. Elyse is an OBGYN. She told me to come to Toronto and watch she and Sara run the half, but that I was crazy to think about running. I told her that while I respected her opinion as a friend and a doctor, that I was more inclined to listen to her on this issue if the pneumonia was affecting my lady parts. Bottom line, I told her that I was going to run --- somehow.
Here is the bad part of all of this ---- because I have an infection and I am on antibiotics, I can't take Prednisone because it will weaken my immune system. So, I will be able to breathe but my achilles may be in major pain. It's a chance that I am willing to take because I can't stand another period of time where I have to wear this Michigan clothing. I kind of blame the Michigan clothing for the pneumonia. I know that it is in no way logical, but it's just a feeling that I have.
I have planned for this race for months. I have trained for this race for months. I certainly didn't plan for the fact that my achilles would have a minor tear or that I would have pneumonia. But, it is what it is. I will deal with it. It's not about the specific race but about the journey in getting there. And what a journey it has been. So, maybe it won't be the race that I have imagined, but I will finish it --- and then burn those Michigan t-shirts. Next week at this time I will be done ..... one way or another.
Pneumonia totally blows. I mean, really? Not OK. I'm so sorry you are dealing with this.
ReplyDeleteI know you're determined to get'r done (or however it's spelled), so I won't try to dissuade you...I'm just worried about you. I hope that's OK to say.