142 lb and sick, sick, sick

I have been sick the past week and I have not done any exercise.  Last Thursday, I believe it was the 27th, I went to my lady doctor to have a biopsy done on my cervix. Not a pleasant thing to do, but necessary. Cervical cancer apparently is easier to eradicate than most. I don't know if it is cancer yet, but if the cells look bad, they can freeze those suckers right out of there!

I probably could have taken a few days off after the biopsy, but NO. The next day, I decided a 3 mile run was a good idea, and then decided that participating in the KCSprints was an even better idea. I knew the minute that saddle was too high up during my first trial race, that I was in for it!  To be completely honest, I should have known better from what happened on Thursday night. I woke up sweating in the middle of the night. I thought maybe it was because I was just hot, but I thought otherwise the next day when I took a shower and realized that the warm water hurt my skin, like that achy feeling. So, I just popped some ibuprofen and was on my way.

Saturday morning I had breakfast with Mr. Christopher and was feeling a little achy everywhere. I assumed it was from all the sprinting the night before, so again, ibuprofen! Mr. C and I did some shopping that day, but by the time we got back to his place I was starting to feel very achy and had to lay down. An hour later, I was sick with chills, body aches, you name it; all the gross flu symptoms. Remember, at this time I wasn't putting my biopsy and these flu-like symptoms together.  So, I fell asleep and I must be the luckiest girl in the world because when I woke up, I had a Cinnabon Cinnamon Roll bar, a roll of Sweetarts, and a Sprite.

Mr. C let me stay the night and he took care of me. He even cuddled me when I had the chills! I can't imagine how bored he must have been to give up his Saturday night to watch me be sick!

Sunday was a bust, I stayed over at Mr. C's and we watched Shawn of the Dead. I really never thought I'd see that movie, but I must say, it was pretty decent. Finally, around 5:30 that night, I went home and kept all the ickiness at bay with tylenol, alkaseltzer and more ibuprofen. Finally, Friday I let it all out of my system and realized that I hadn't recovered. I am pretty good at kicking bugs, but of course my mind got all wrapped up thinking I have cancer. I was like, shit, this is it... this is why I don't feel good. I won't know my results til this Friday, but I'm pretty optimistic I am just fine.

Mr. C did some research about complications from biopsies and let me in on it. So, Saturday morning he came over early and we went to Planned Parenthood because this is the kind of stuff they deal with, plus they are open on Saturdays and take walk-ins. Well, that's what they say, but Saturday is abortion day apparently. I could NOT see a doctor and had to call a hotline to have a doctor paged to call me. Luckily, I got some antibiotics, and truthfully I may not feel one hundred percent, but I can feel a difference. How you say? Because I took ibuprofen at 10am and it is now 10:30pm. I feel pretty ok!

The road to recovery is on and I hope to be feeling better by next Saturday. That's my goal because come next Monday, I want to be back in my running shoes!

 Peace ya'll! Stay healthy and remember, NO PHYSICAL ACTIVITY AFTER A BIOPSY!