Thursday, January 13, 2011

Sick of Sick Days

Well, it's 1:29 a.m. and I finally went to the freaking doctor today after about two weeks of thinking I had a cold or something that made me cough a bit, blow my nose some, and complain a lot. And, most importantly, it has been keeping me off of my bicycle.  So today after nearly shedding a few tears in the bathroom after blowing my nose for the umpteenth time that hour, I called for help.  I never go to the doctor and am a pretty firm believer in just drinking some O.J., green tea, and thinking happy thoughts to cure what ails.  But I can't stand not playing in this snow and apparently don't have the will power to stay inside for long.  A few days ago (despite feeling like total crap) I went XC skiing at Memorial Park with Copper and my buddy Kyle. And then came home and felt worse.  Then yesterday I spent a good few hours shoveling for my parents while they're out of town. And then came home and felt worse.  Now I do have to admit that instead of getting tons of sleep, I have gone out and stayed up later than maybe would be advisable on more than one occasion; sure I've chugged some orange juice, but also some beer (oh, and that wine a few nights ago but that was more along the lines of sipping...).  But enough's enough already!! My sanity can't take it any more.

I pulled skeptically up to the doctor's office (in my freaking car, no less) and walked begrudgingly up to the door.  I filled out the required paperwork, talked to the nice lady at the counter (who inevitably heard about my obsession for bicycles and in turn the justification for my visit), gave her my card after she asked for it and if I could help her get back on a bike (yay!), eavesdropped on several depressing/ interesting conversations about alcoholism and asthma in the waiting room betwix two obese patients with walkers and face masks to protect themselves from airborne issues (how about maybe protecting yourself from the cheeseburgers instead...ooooh, sorry, that really was mean but somehow not getting deleted...maybe the steroid shot is making me angsty), and waited to get called back to get checked out.

After what seemed like an eternity I sulked back to get my vitals or something checked and felt like a bad kid getting escorted to the principal's office.  Shortly after being shown my sterile little room and being told to wait for the doc I began wondering what they were going to find.  A few moments later a chubby yet cheerful MD sauntered into the room kind of dancing and after apologizing for the wait, explained that he's a big mo-town fan and just discovered a new radio station on line that is really getting him moving.  So things were looking up. I appreciated his sense of humor immediately and felt a bit less frustrated with the wait.  After looking around a bit he announced that I have a "raging sinus infection. In fact, the worst I've seen in weeks!  You get a prize kid, but not one you want: prize for an absolute text book case, only to the Nth degree."  He also asked if I'd been starring as Rudolph in a recent Christmas play (very clever sir) and when I told him I felt like shit he responded with a quick, "Well, you look like shit. Let's get that taken care of."   For some reason this all made me like him even more. So, he figured out some antibiotics for me to enjoy popping 2x daily for the next 10 and ordered up a steroid shot to be pierced lovingly into my gluteus maximus.  Hooray!  He did mention the side effects would most likely include insomnia (thus the nearly 2am post).  Yup.

I feel like at least I've killed a few minutes and gotten this all off of my congested chest.  Wait, I'll at least attach some ski pics.

Copper smelling the snow. Beautiful day really.

Not entirely sure why I continue to take these.

Inside looking out from the sweeeet snow fort we found.

Kyle deciding whether or not to wreck it. I voted no; he complied.

Enjoy.  And drink some OJ.  Annnnnd, for the love of everything holy, please share a story of your favorite ride so I can live vicariously through you!!!  Please?

Over and out...


  1. "when I told him I felt like shit he responded with a quick, 'Well, you look like shit. Let's get that taken care of.'"


  2. Sorry you are sick Sarah! Feel better soon. i wanted to write and tell you about one of my New Year's resolutions: to bike to work at least one day each week once the snow is gone. This may not seem like much but I live about 15 miles from work and have a professional job with no shower at the office. It is going to take some planning ahead and creativity with the clothes and hair issues. Also, I sweat a lot! Anyway, I think it is a good goal and can't wait to start!

  3. Noah, I totally agree and it definitely made me smile, which is a fun and rare thing to do in a doc's office.

    Susan! I'm soooo happy to hear that!! Way to go lady. If you need anything at all (advice, route choosing, gear selection, repair tips, anything) please let me know! Good for you. Let me know how it goes. You're rad!

  4. Hey Sarah - sorry that you're not feeling so grand. You sure a tough if it took you that long to go to the doctor's office! I don't have any outdoor riding stories to share BUT something fitness related is that I bought my very own spin bike to use at home during the cold season (I need a CX bike for snow I think) and have been using it A LOT! Hopefully I'll have a good base for when I can put in some big miles outside when it gets to be a little nicer.

    Feel better, girl!

  5. Sorry you're under the weather Sarah, hope you shake it soon! My ride story is from Monday's snow day with unplowed streets and is short but sweet...I've been pretty bummed that I haven't been able to get out and ride, been jealous from all this studded tire snow riding talk, and after seeing a couple of neighbor teens (who are otherwise never on their bikes) attempting to ride, I thought that is it I'm going to hop on my old moutain bike and give it a whirl. I made it around the block and it was a short ride, but the best part was the 4 or so people out shoveling that said hi with a smile and that look of a slow motion sentence (that I'm sure you see all the time) going through their heads
    And I smile and say hi back with my look of
    ...Yep! I sure am! :) :)

    Take care!
    Erin R

  6. Don't have a good ride for you, but you made my day...and a great laugh! You have a great sense of humor even when you are sick (well under the weather)...sick is too subjective!