I know, I know, I know what you may be thinking….where in the hell have I been with these fitness posts. Well… I have a great explanation.
Last Monday I got up and went to work, had a great cup of green tea w/ a hint of pomegranate when it all went south. Our office building was freezing and I was sitting in my office with all of my outside outer wear still on. I was shaking and shivering and unfortunately, we cant have space heaters in our offices because it is a fire hazard. So I walked to Rite Aid hunched over in pain and bought a heating pad. I was light-headed, nauseous, and in a ton of pain. Nothing was working. I called a co-worker to come to me and we had to tell my supervisor that I was not feeling well. I was trying to google anemia and anything else I thought could make me feel like my blood sugar just quit on me. I had to sit at my desk for another 30 minutes before I could must enough strength to go and drive myself home. I slept for the remainder of the say but woke up around 3 am in tons of pain and a fever.
I drove myself to CVS at 3am to get some meds that I felt would cure everything that I was feeling. I went home and went right back to sleep. The next morning I went to the doctor who told me that I had a severe bladder infection that she has to monitor and make sure it doesnt turn into a kidney infection. She gave me some super powerful antibiotics but they made me feel horrible. You see, I had only had crackers and ginger ale for the past 24hrs when the doctor told me that I had to eat something before I could take the pills. The down side to that was the fact thta eating hurt because my bladder had swollen to two times its normal size and was pushing on every organ and tube inside of my stomach cavity. Eating made me feel worse and therefore I hated the meds. But I did what I had to do.
I was down for the count until Thursday. Sitting up put pressure on my stomach and so I laid down most of the time. I would eat breakfast because I had to take the meds but then it was crackers and ginger ale for the rest of the day and I was weak and light-headed every single time I stood up. SO intense P90X was not in my destiny for last week. Thankfully, it was my recovery week. I spent the ENTIRE week laid up in bed and eating as little as possible.
So there….. now you have been caught up. I feel better and will begin phase 2 of the workout this upcoming week.
Sincerely,
~*MY Mother’s Daughter*~
~*2Deep*~ Uncensored! 