Monday, March 4, 2013

Hockey, ER, and Running

Whoa, I had better slow down.  I had one whole post in February.

Hockey.
Hockey is more than just a sport....it is a lifestyle.  Before our family was involved, I was baffled by this statement.  I feel like I live at an ice area, I have had concession stand popcorn for dinner more times than I can count, and I see some kids parents more than I see my own spouse.  We have been suckered into this cult like lifestyle and the kids all love it.  It sure makes the winter fly; I feel like I woke up and it is spring!  Two of my kids finished up this weekend and my oldest will be done next week.  We will have a whole week until spring league starts!  Are other sports as crazy as this one?

Emergency Room.
A few weeks ago, I went out to lunch with a friend.  We went to Chipotle and I ordered a vegetarian bowl with the fixin's.  I came back to my office to scarf it down.  Not long after my first bite my throat felt tight, my eyes were starting to swell, and I felt like I was going to puke.  I choked down a couple of Benedryl and then looked at my Epi.  I was a complete chicken shit and couldn't stab myself so I flagged down my friend and told her to start her weekend early and take me to the ER.

I got to the ER on campus and told them I was having trouble breathing.  They wasted no time getting me to a room.  And then I waited.  The nurse finally came in and asked what was the matter.  I choked out I couldn't breathe and was having an allergic reaction.  I will quote the nurse...."Um, we are really swamped right now and I am not sure when a doctor will be in to see you".  REALLY?  I am having a life threatening reaction and that is what you say????!!!.  Then I emphasized that I was really having a hard time breathing by pointing to my neck (as if my eyes, lips and face swelling weren't enough of a clue).  Then the following conversation occurred:
         Nurse:  Okay....let me get a few questions answered and then I will get the doctor
         Me:  How about a shot of EPI?
         Nurse:  What are you allergic to?
         Friend:  Guac....she had guac.
         Nurse:  Oh that would TOTALLY bum me out.  I live on Guac.
         Me:  Get the shot.
         Nurse:  What kind of reaction did you have?
         Me:  Look at me!
         Nurse:  Okay, wow.....what time did you react?
         Me:  about 15 minutes ago.
         Nurse:  Do you feel safe at home?  Do you always wear your seat belt?
         Me:  Seriously?  These questions are a priority! (thinking, you are not going to feel safe if I don't get
                 that damned shot).

My friend and I looked at each other in disbelief and then she told me to throw myself on the ground and fake chest pains.  Finally she came in and gave me the shot.  She left and left me with a barf bag....which cause an uproar in our room.  You see, my friend and I have the mentality of a 12 year old boy.  The photo below is a photo of my arm in the (unused) barf bag that resembled a horse condom.  At least we could have a good laugh when we were there.

I spend about 3 hours hooked up and felt a lot better.  They wanted me to stay another few hours but I sprung myself to make sure I got to my kid's hockey game on time.  I have priorities!  Moral of the story....no more guac, friends make the ER a lot more fun, and next time I will use my damned EPI pen.
Running.
Well, this is not going as well as I hope.  I feel like I am in a better spot this year and I am working out over lunch but I am having a hard time sneaking in my running.  After this week, my life will free up a lot because hockey is technical done and one of my classes will be done.  I think I was half nuts to sign up for a marathon with everything else going on.  But then again....am I ever sane?

So yes....I am in training mode....16 weeks to go!   Are you in training mode?  What are you training for?