Thursday, January 31, 2008

Like a hippo with a hernia

So, back in November I decided it was time to get back in to shape. As some of you may know, I have eaten my feelings for several years now and as a result I am one big girl these days. I won't delve into the reason for the eatins in this post. I will say that you are free to judge me once you have watched someone you love live with uncontrollable debilitating pain for 3 years. You deal with your stress your way, I will deal with stress my way.....(whew! Angry much?)

Anyway, back to the topic......

Pilates was how I chose to get back into shape. For those of you unaware, Pilates strengthens muscles through a series of controlled movements through primarilly using your core muscles. Translation: Nearly every movement in pilates uses stomach muscles. It was working, too! I lost 20 pounds in 6 weeks. Until.....During a workout (about 1 month ago), I felt something pop in my stomach followed by an unnatural burning sensation. Oopsie. I've tried to be in denial and hope the owie would go away with time. Well, it hasn't. In fact, it's gotten worse. I'm told I have an umbilical hernia, which requires surgical repair. (In a whiney voice) Ticee, will you come be my nurse post surgery? Puh-lease?!?

Consider this a warning about the dangers of exercise.....take it slow folks.

What is an umbilical hernia you ask? See this:

Why was he in pain? See this:


Peter Piper said...

Bummer. And that wasn't a pun. 'Cause it wouldn't be a very good pun, let's face it.

This is why I don't exercise - it hurts people.

Tice said...

I *will* be your nurse as long as you don't mind having Tycen as a nurse as well. He'd do you some good by chasing your dogs around the apartment for you and getting anything you need from the kitchen via climbing on the counters. I'm pretty sure he'd learn how to administer your iv's and I know he'd be glad to take your pain meds for you.