Before They Go Down The Rabbit Hole

Gandolf

For Future Reference by Guy Hall

In an effort to combat the future lies

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Changes

The Castle

You might have noticed that I lost several months of posts. To make a long story short, I switched hosts. The old hosting service was slow. My blog would take seconds to load. Longer than was acceptable. But the learning curve for migrating a site from one service to another was steeper than I could handle, taking a few months to figure things out. After many hours this morning I managed to rectify the problem. I am now fully with Bluehost, a WordPress recommended hosting service which is providing fast service. Instead of the approximately 10 seconds to load, it’s almost instantaneous.

Damn! I used to wait an eternity for a preview to load. It’s instantaneous now. Same with loading pictures from the library, what took from 10 to 20 seconds now is instant. My efforts at blogging have become easier.

UPDATE: It looks like I did something wrong and caused my site to not load at the proper addy. Thanks to the excellent support team at Bluehost, they got it up and running! Yea!!!!!!

A Pain Like No Other

Ill

It hurt in a way I’d never felt before. It was a sharp, narrow pain that started inside, at the belly button, and traveled up internally to behind the sternum. I had all sorts of stories going on through my head. The loudest of which was, “I tore a hole in my intestine.” The other old, overused tale was, “I’m being a wimp. Just tough it out and go to work tomorrow.” I even put myself to bed, only to struggle to find a position that didn’t just relieve the pain but kept it from intensifying. By 12:30 AM, I resigned to the fact I had utterly failed.

I came downstairs and informed Tina I needed to go to the ER. The drive to the hospital was an intimate introduction to every little seam, crack, and bump in the road. Though I had been empathetic when Tina experienced the same thing when her back was acting up, I now also understood her experience. Let’s just say I experienced an AFGE (Another Fucking Growth Experience). But, seriously, Existence, did it have to be about physical pain? Couldn’t I have gained growth from a less painful experience?

Sigh.

Obviously not.

Anyway, arriving at the ER, my emotional weather swinging about like a rope ladder in a storm, I awaited the CAT Scan that would inform me of the appendicitis I was experiencing. Because I didn’t act out the overused tale of going to work the next day, I managed not to have a ruptured or perforated appendix. However, catching appendicitis early meant not needing to be rushed into emergency surgery, resulting in a 10-hour wait until a surgery team and surgery room were available. Thankfully, the antibiotics worked a miracle; with the Torodal and Tylenol, I no longer experienced discomfort.

After the surgery, I only requested an opiate once, right after coming out of the surgery, because that was when I felt extreme discomfort. Otherwise, the blockers they gave me before the surgery did their job, and I only needed Tylenol. And by the time the blockers wore off, the pain had naturally subsided. The surgery occurred on Thursday, and I could return to work by Monday the following week. The surgeon told me I could resume running by Monday. But I decided to wait for the two-week follow-up call from the surgery department to see how I was doing.

The reason I finally decided to go to the ER was due to the pain approaching migraine levels of extreme discomfort.

A Before Work Run

Just Keep Running

I slept well enough that I woke up feeling rested at 4:30 AM. So, after spending an hour doing my morning routine of meditation readings, horoscopes, and mindful journaling, I went for a run.

Just Another Incremental Marathon Post

Just Keep Running

This run, combined with the distance I walked mowing the lawn, resulted in 5.35 miles, 10,398 steps, and 67 minutes of exercise time. Yeah, I’ll be exhausted tomorrow.

A Walk and A Run

Just Keep Running

After not feeling well yesterday, I recovered enough to go for a 4th of July walk with Tina. We left the car at one of the Trail Head parking lots, and I ran 2 miles to pick it up.