…to the ER, I mean.
Monday night/early Tuesday morning I had a trip to the ER. I left later on Tuesday feeling pretty much better. I was prescribed some anti-nausea meds and something to calm my stomach/intestines. Fast forward to Friday and I felt good enough to make a day trip to the aquarium with my mom, cousin, and best friend. Unfortunately Friday night and Saturday morning I felt a relapse coming on. Saturday morning I had the same pain that prompted the other trip to the hospital. Trying to figure things out once and for all I went back to the hospital Saturday morning.
I will spare all of the unnecessary details but let’s just say I have a high pain tolerance and I was doubled over in pain with tears streaming down my face. Not pretty.
Anyway, the ER doctor was perplexed. I had a “GI cocktail” that didn’t help, a CAT scan that showed nothing out of the ordinary, and I haven’t even taken my narcotics for my foot in almost a week now. Who knows what this is…maybe I just have the world’s most sensitive stomach…
I’ve used some riding visualization to get me through some of the tougher pain. I imagine myself riding that perfect rocking horse canter around a course always getting the perfect distance. 🙂 It might sound silly but anything that gets my mind off of the pain is worth it!
But, between all of these hospital visits and bouts of extreme pain, I haven’t given up on sorting out my lease. I’m still emailing the owner of a barn I used to ride at. As soon as she returns from CHJA finals we’re going to schedule a day for me to come by and talk (I won’t be able to try any horses until my cast comes off in September!).
Enjoy a few of the iphone pictures from the aquarium…