Emergency

I was excited about Squamish 50 weekend, I had something to prove to myself and deep down I knew it was going to be hard but doable weekend. I felt my little issues with muscle soreness and tight tendons was all resolved. I had mostly everything packed up and Friday morning I spent at the parental units place using their printer. That's when things fell apart for me.

It started at around 7:30AM, I had a very familiar pain on my left side, dull at the beginning but within 30 minutes it was getting more intense. I looked at my mom and said, "We've got to go."

We rushed out of the house and headed straight for the hospital. I got into emergency and the pain was getting excruciating. Lucky there wasn't a lot of people there and the staff got me into a room and started pumping some good drugs into me very shortly. My worst fear for the weekend was answered, kidney stones. I've had them before a little over 4 years ago and I remembered the pain.

After spending most of the day in the emergency room, I was still thinking how I will start in the morning. I decided I will to go full steam ahead with plans and see how I feel in the morning. The doctor did hook me up with some really good painkillers.

The pain did die down and I wasn't taking the full strength of the medication I was allowed to so I thought I might have a chance to start. But at 2AM, 3.5hours before the start of the 50miler, I woke up with mild pain increasing. I took some more meds and made the sad realization that Squamish 50/50 this year will not happen and this will be my first DNS. It was a tough pill to swallow and I went back to bed to have myself a little pity party.

It was a bitter sweet ending to my weekend plans, sad that I wasn't able to at least start but happy that I wouldn't be out there in the killer heat. On the bright side I was able to spend more time with the parental units. I even helped out crewing for Nancy with friends, when I say crewing I was mostly playing with Pheadra. Plus I got the best story to embarrass Pheadea with, while at chilling at Furtherside aid station, I was holding her up and all of a sudden I felt something wet dripping on my foot. It turned out that Pheadra was leaking out of her diaper and basically peeing on my foot. I yelled over to Sean and let him know what happen. I think everyone there had a good laugh.

So my weekend didn't turn out as planned but I still got to spend it with family and friends. Sorry Gary I wasn't able to start but I did gain a new fan.