The Chances

How a 250+ Pound Couch Potato Got Healthy

Thursday, September 04, 2008

Hello, everyone. I've been posting here and there but haven't had a chance to explain what's been going on with me the past few days.

Saturday I did my TRT hike. Sunday I was tired, no more than usual after a long hike. The same with Monday during the day. I found out Monday that my son has tapeworm, so he had to be home from school a few days.

Monday afternoon we went to Sam's Club & Walmart, did some shopping for my mom, then came home. On the way to our house, we saw the fire aircraft overhead, and when we got to our street, we were told there was a mandatory evacuation and we had to get ready to leave as quickly as possible.

We went to my in-laws house, which is about 10 miles from where we live. Halfway there, my son said, "What's that smell? It smells like throw-up." We didn't smell anything, but just then my 2-year-old daughter threw up ALL over the backseat. We were lucky in the fact that we were right next to Mervyn's, so I went in and bought a big towel to mop up the mess. Once cleaned up, we drove the rest of the way to my in-laws.

She seemed to be doing better, so we put the kids to bed while I checked out the online news about the evacuation. By 8:15 they were letting people back home, but because the kids were down we decided to stay put. My wife and I went to bed. The next morning I found out that both girls (2 & 4) were throwing up all night and my wife and both in-laws were up and down with them. I was completely unaware this had happened, I guess I was pretty out of it.

Thing is, I had an unusually hard time opening my eyes. In fact while getting ready and driving to work, I felt like I just couldn't break out of sleep. My stomach was also a bit woozy. Once at work, I started feeling progressively worse. I felt like I was going to have diarhea, felt like I'd vomit, but never did. I was sweating like crazy and at one point I even asked someone what the temp was. I was definitely going to head home, but had an outstanding issue here at work that needed to be resolved first. I went into the restroom.

I tried to go but it didn't happen. The sweating got worse and was getting unbearable. I put my head back to lean up against the wall.

I woke up on the floor. The strange thing is, I didn't question it. My only thought was that I'd better get up, because people would see me under the stall with my pants down, and that would be silly. I got back onto the toilet and wiped the sweat off my face. There was a bit of blood, but again for some reason I didn't question it. After a minute or so I went into the break room where there's a cot, and lie down there for about 10 minutes.

I went back to my office to find the situation had sort of resolved itself, so I decided to head home. I basically lay down on the couch for two hours until my wife got home. When I went into the restroom, I noticed a cut on my forehead and found that I had a bump. It's obvious that I passed out. I'm still in a quandry as to why I didn't question being on the floor! I think I figured that I had lay down there, but come on... why would I lie down, pants around my legs, on the nasty restroom-stall floor where people could see me underneath the barrier? Right.

I rode out the rest of the evening and we finally all went to bed. Yesterday morning I got dressed and headed to work as usual, although my stomach was still a bit upset. I called my wife to check on the kids, only to find that she now had what I had but worse. She was both vomiting and had diarhea, and with my son having tapeworm and being home, she had all three kids to take care of. I told her I'd come home and help.

So I took the kids to McDonald's for lunch (a rarity), then to the park. I found I couldn't really play with them much because my stomach was still a bit upset. Anyway this got the kids away for a few hours so my wife could rest.

Fastforward to last night, my wife was still having stomach pain but was doing much better. My son kept saying he felt like he was going to throw up and sure enough, he started around 7:30. He was sick all night.

This morning my wife is feeling better. I'm finally 100%, and may give running a go in a little bit. My son hasn't thrown up all morning.

So anyway guys, that's my three days. How you been?