If the miles behind me could be put into words before you, you would feel my efforts, my struggles, my desires. Most of all you would see my joy. Watch me from afar run the trails and hills and miles upon miles and you will see ...

Saturday, January 3, 2009

Yet Another Setback (PG-13)

For all those who are sqeamish with viewing others' body areas or with young kids viewing or who are just tired of looking at my anatomy, don't look at the picture at the "bottom" of this entry.
Things were possibly starting to look up in that I did a 30 minute treadmill run last Sunday and didn't have any foot pain that I'd had before. Even the next day it felt pretty good. Sunday night, however, I did a little stupid that has set me back again for a few weeks. I guess I'd be more choked if the weather was better for running and riding and if I wasn't engrossed in doing the bathroom (yes, still the bathroom, Christmas has a habit of getting in the way of my renos). All things considered it couldn't have happened at a better time.
Long story short - I fell from a height of about six feet onto my stair railing on my lower back, then landed on the stairs, butt first. Initially I thought I heard a crack and thought some ribs might have gone. Once I could stand I knew something was up as every time I brought my right leg forward to walk there was a stabbing pain in my lower back, and I mean stabbing. I iced it for about an hour and it felt good sitting in a chair but once I got up it was a repeat of said stabbing pain. I figured I should go to emerg in case I was peeing blood or any other internal injuries like kidneys or something.
Long story even longer it took ten minutes to get out of the car, pay for parking, and get into the hospital doors because I could barely move and was terrified of slipping on ice.
Anyways, after x-rays, negative results with the urine tests, and 4 and a half hours waiting (now 2:30 a.m.) it took the doc ten minutes to tell me I had a soft tissue injury that should be better in a few days. I was sent home with tylenol with codeine and a prescription for more T3s. What fun. Every day I kept thinking I was getting better but then a couple days ago I would be walking and suddenly a searing, burning pain would halt me in my tracks eliciting a string of expletives from my mouth. I've been checking daily and the source of that burning pain is eminating from an area south of the border easily identified in the picture below:





In spite of everything I signed up for two races today. More on that tomorrow. Oh, and Happy New Year to everybody now let's get rid of this snow and do some training!!

2 comments:

Scott said...

NICE. You have a bright future as a plumber if the firefighting didn't work out. Hope your feeling better, see you at Chuckabutt!

Jack said...

Darin, I have a very similar looking bottom. I was playing non-contact hockey and I was hit with a massive body-check. Now I like to think I'm a pretty tough guy, so the big hit part of things wasn't the problem, the open gate that I smashed my hip into that nearly broke me in half was a bit of an issue. The funny thing is that the first person on the scene was one of my teammates who quickly told me I couldn't leave the ice, which was true we had 6 skaters at the game and one of them was in the penalty box. The other funny thing was that this bruised-up-hip ordeal occured on, yep you guessed it, Jan three. It's been a few days, and with no signs that my insides want to be my outsides, I think I have survived. Hope you can bounce back too. Good luck in 2009!