I've Been Sick...

I'm glad everyone liked the pictures from the East Side Run. We really had a great day. I ran into some medical issues that night, though. I was carted away from Smokey's by ambulance that night with some serious belly pain, and other issues. Everyone was in agreement that my gallbladder must have burst. Well, after an ambulance ride, a blown IV, some anti-nausea medication and some morphine, I was rolled away to have an ultrasound. The hospital tells me my gallbladder is fine. I was wheeled back to my little room in the ER where Big D, Ice and Kickstand were waiting for me. D and Kickstand went outside to get some air. The nurse came in and told me I could get dressed, after she gave me more morphine. I got dressed (with some assistance from Ice) and waited. And waited. And waited some more. I'm not sure when the nurse came back to release me, because I got tired of waiting and left. Ice was trying to tell me to wait, that I couldn't just leave. I said, "I'm leaving, are you coming with me or not?" By this time it was after midnight. We were at a hospital waaaaaay out in BFE (Gilbert, AZ). Thankfully we were staying at Uno and Pepper's house which was very close to the hospital. It was determined that I shouldn't ride on the bike with all that morphine on board, so someone called Pepper to come pick me up. I should back up a minute here. The security guard at the hospital was upset with D and Kickstand because they were smoking near the bikes in the parking lot. Apparently you're not allowed to smoke on the hospital's property at all. So, about 10 minutes later, when Pepper came to pick me up; Homeland Security's Gangland Task Force pulled in right behind her. She made a u-turn to pick us up and I quickly lost track of that white van we see almost everywhere we go. Coincidence? Who knows. I just know that we run into the Gangland Task Force more than the average bear. So, I had an appt with the doc, who referred me to a gastro specialist. I am having some kind of test on my gallbladder tomorrow morning. Then, next week, the doc is going to shove a camera down my throat to check everything out. It should be a good time. I told him if he knocked me out, he could shove a Mack truck down my throat if he thought it would fix me. So, this is why I haven't really been present around here. I've been too nauseas to eat. I'm living on chicken broth and ginger ale. When I take my anti-nausea medication it makes me sleepy. The good news is, I am taking my basic rider's course this weekend. I feel well enough to do it, and don't want to reschedule it. So it's on. I'll update you all on my medical status and the rider's course next week. Ride safe!