Today started out just like yesterday, slept in my clothes, got up, pulled my hair back, shoes on…out the door. I ate my KIND bar on my way to the workout site. Washed it down with a bit of water…wouldn’t want to have an accident now would I? LOL (I’m WAY too honest here).
Started out with a good warm up with soccer balls. Part of this included throwing a ball against a wall and catching it. Yeah, I really know why I wasn’t in sports. I couldn’t catch my own ball for anything. I tried blaming it on my gloves, but after I took them off I still couldn’t catch the darn thing!
Next we headed to picnic tables for step-ups. Ugh. Step-ups. I had visions of training at Larry North all over again! (Ahem ,yeah, that was 4.5 years ago – so what!) So lots of step-ups in different variations….after counting the sets and all we did I think we did about 100. Also some tricep and core work in there.
During this, my stomach pain returned….I guess I need to flashback a bit. A reason I did post anything last night was that sometime during the morning yesterday (Monday) I started having major abdominal pain. I kept checking the calendar, period? ovulating? nothing. Very similar to the pain I was experiencing in North Carolina in October. When I had the pain there it lasted about two weeks I kept saying that I’d go to the dr but never did.
Yall, I can handle my pain. For pete sake, I had an unmedicated birth! But I had this too long! I had to lay on the floor to take care of the kids yesterday…that doesn’t fly! I hate taking medication, but I would do anything to make this pain stop. But stopping pain isn’t the answer, what is causing the pain is what I want to know.
Okay, back to this morning, I hadn’t had the pain when I woke up and it had gradually started during the step-ups…but I wasn’t going to wuss out. As I said before, I pushed that baby out in under three hours without drugs, I can push through this workout. But, I realized once the next activity was about to start, I needed to stop. Ugh. Such a pride thing. I wanted to prove I could do this but my body HURT! So, after thirty minutes I bolted.
I came home, woke EP up, he laid hands on me and we prayed…it was time for answers. We discussed which Dr. to call: GYN – since it was pelvic; Family – since it could be anything; ER – since we all know thats where they send you when they can’t determine anything else?? I made an appointment with my family Dr at 11:30 and then headed to my moms, stopping at the bank first. While at the bank drive through, I couldn’t take anymore. Crying, I called EP and said lets go to the ER.
I never understand when people immediately run to the ER. We have never been like that in my family. We always wait for our usual Dr and see him….but now I get it, sometime you just need to be seen.
First, I’m tested for kidney stones, negative. Then, they check vitals and tell me I’m dehydrated. Uh, really? If you know me at all, you know I’m never far from a water bottle. But, I admit, i had sticky mouth and everything, so I didn’t fight it. Bam, IV.
Saw the Dr He did a lot of feeling around. ”Knocking” on my body. Nothing. He says I need a CAT Scan. Now, I’m just going to be very honest here and say that is the last thing I wanted to do. I have an HSA (Health Saving Account) / High Deductible account because we are so healthy…but this is where it bites you. (I’m going to blog on a financial revelation regarding this next).
CAT Scan reveals 3 stones in my left kidney (all pain is left side) but the dr says stones IN the kidney aren’t the painful part, its when they move down. Then he says that my left ovary was significantly smaller than the right and surrounded by some fluid, so a possible rupture of an ovarian cyst. I’ve had cysts before, very likely. The cyst totally bore witness with EP…as we discussed it the general consensus was it probably grew in NC and ruptured due to the sudden impact of the new workout. I was sent home with a RX for vicodin and told the stones may or may not cause me pain in the future.
Honestly, I’m glad I went and even though I realllllllly didn’t want a scan, I’m happy to know that all of my organs are working perfectly and in order. There is a peace in that right? I’m happy that, even though I hate drugs, there is something to help me through this pain while it lasts. So I guess I’ll chill out the next few days…. sigh.
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