Monday, July 12, 2010
This morning I woke up in a lot of pain again. I took 2 perscription Ibprofen when I woke up to try to help my sunburn. Scott read online that could help. Then I was leaving for the pool to try swimming to relieve some pain and took 2 more. So I had taken 1600 mg eeeeek The pain has been bad I couldn't think straight. I went to the pool and tried swimming and my stomach felt horrible. I managed to swim for 30 minutes. Then I got out and I felt like i was shaking and delirious it wasnt good. I called my dad who is a vet and the medical knowledge in my family lol He started freaking out on the phone with me. He told me to try vomiting but it was too late I had taken them over an hr before. Then he said just to drink as much water as I could. I drank 15 cups of water today. I am fine now I just felt icky earlier. Pretty stupid I will be staying the hell out of the sun!
I also ate really bad today. For some reason I allowed myself to gorge and I am not sure why. Now I feel like crap. All weekend we were eating out and I was happy to be back to normal eating. My body feels so much better when I eat at home. Did I do this today, oh hell no! Shared a pizza with Scott with ranch dressing on it, ate a blizzard. Ugh it was just bad. Tomorrow is a new day. Gonna be good tomorrow. Hopefully my back will feel better and I can exercise like normal again. Tomorrow will be the 4th day since the burn, something has to improve I hope.
I was thinking more about running the Chicago Marathon next yr and they open 48,000 positions. Yet only 35,000 is for the general public. So the rest go to charities to be picked up. So I was thinking if I really wanna try running it and I wanna do it for my dad then why not ask his dialysis clinic organization if they sponsor people. Their website advertised that they do 5ks to raise money, so that's hopeful. Anyway I emailed them and gonna see if they respond to me. It is over a yr away so that would give me time to work things out if they do say yes. I told my dad I wont use his name since I know he's very private about his illness. I told my mom about this and she goes "Why don't you run for dad's Animal Hospital?" She totally didn't get the point. It reminded me this Moth podcast I listened to recently. This guy was working for a paper and he found out that his 2nd cousin was a Jewish Mafia guy and was his prison for killing ppl. His family totally hid the fact and I guess his boss asked him about it and it was true. So he wanted him to go interview his 2nd cousin in prison. He went to his family to talk about it and his grandma goes "Ooh you don't wanna talk to him, do a nice story about my 80th birthday party".