So December was a little rough for me. Physically, I mean, because emotionally it was a great month. You’ll see when I put up the much anticipated December recap, that we had a lots of fun and did plenty of good family and holiday activities.
However, I had a few crazy things happen to me and I wouldn’t be a true blogger if I didn’t share the humiliation or sadness with the world.
My friend Melissa and I went downtown for a night of shopping and sushi. I’ve had sushi probably ten times (love!) and never had a problem with it. I, frankly, never have problems with any food ever…which I’m sure leads to my constant weight battle, but that’s another post. It was one of those assembly line sushi place where you just grab whatever plate you want as it goes by and we had a yummy dinner.
As we headed upstairs to shop, I began to feel a bubbling sensation under my upper lip. After a few minutes, I asked Melissa to check it out and she could tell there was some redness and puffiness. I figured I was having an allergic reaction. I paid attention to see if there was an throat swelling (know that’s dangerous) and there wasn’t and so we kept shopping. Until Melissa began to laugh at how I looked and my vanity insisted we head for home. I sent this photo to Ryan to alert him to the issue heading his way:
I stopped at Walgreens where I told the pharmacist I was having a reaction to food…to which he promptly replied “Yeah. I can see that.” (Embarrassing). He advised lots o’ Benadryl, so we purchased that and headed home.
I spent the rest of the evening feeling very groggy and looking like a muppet:
(It’s okay, you can laugh. I look ridiculous.)
and it wasn’t until evening of the next day that I was back to normal. I have no idea what it was and no way to find out due to the nature of the restaurant. I’m slightly suspecting a red sauce on the final roll we ate, only because I’d never had it before. Anyone have similar issues or ideas as to have it was and what to avoid in the future?
WAY worse Thing #2:
Basically I talked Ryan into going to the pretty expensive trampoline place in town 2 days after Christmas. I was having a super fun time bouncing around with my kids, when I decided to try to jump off of one of the side/wall trampolines. I came down, heard a couple of loud pops while my knee went in 5 directions, and then I couldn’t move and had to convince Ryan that was crying, not laughing, so he would help me.
It immediately swelled up and I limped out of there and headed home for a pretty painful night. I woke up the next day feeling okay, so I sent Ryan and Gabe on the snow campout my Scoutmaster husband had been planning for weeks. Emma was so capable and helpful and I wasn’t in pain anymore, so we did all right. I really couldn’t walk at all, though for 5 days and hopped or crutched or slid everywhere I needed to be. As always, I’m deeply moved by the amount of help people jump in and give…I’ve had rides for children, meals brought over, grocery store trips made, playdates organized, visits. People are so nice. Reminder to self: always just jump in and do SOMETHING when someone is in need.
Self Portrait, taken on day #2, at the doctor’s office:
Here I am a week later and this is what I know, after a doctor visit, a PT visit, and an MRI: I tore my ACL completely and have a minor tear on my meniscus. I will most likely opt to have it surgically fixed but need to wait a few weeks because apparently you have to have Physical Therapy to prepare for the surgery. I’m very much hoping to have surgery in February so that we can get this thing on the mend. I have promises from medical professionals that I can be running by summer so I’m banking on that.
Basically, taking exercise, especially running, away from me is my biggest nightmare. It was my social time, my reading time, my social media time, my stress release, my best way to control my weight. I’m holding the panic at bay by not thinking about it in detail. I’ve had some really good prayers, conference talks, blessings and scripture study, that have helped me to feel calm and reminded of the things that really matter and so I’ve been focusing on that. I’m walking again as of yesterday and that has hugely helped my mood and my family.
So there you go…. bad news, huh? Feel free to share any ACL tear experiences…I’d love to hear about how you are ALL BETTER NOW.