Thanks for telling the story. It takes some courage to share the details of a variety of things that are being done to you, also to share your various thoughts (and fears) throughout this whole ordeal.
I was witness to Swampfox's aversion to needles a long long time ago (I think before he was Swampfox), and it may be all in the mind, but that makes it no less real. One moment he was sitting on a stool, a cute young grad student starting to poke him with a needle to draw a little blood, the next moment he was out cold on the floor. It was very impressive. :-)
Gail and I are sending you lots of positive thoughts.
That was some remarkable presence of mind to get yourself over to the ER. Thanks for the very intimate and detailed story. We are encouraged that your descriptive powers and sense of humor seem to be at their usual high level. Much love and good wishes from me and Rhonda.
I´m following this from far away lands - wishing you a quick recovery - we all want the usual Swampfox back. You´re obviously already back to your usual self when it comes to writing and telling your story - now time to start getting the body back too.
Krya på Dig!
Charlie, you know I live very close to the hospital, but most other folks won't know that. So, (for other folks reading this) even while it was snowing pretty good by then, and getting ready to snow really hard, while I was driving over in my truck it was just freezing slush and a little ice on the roads, which my truck can handle, so really not at all a big deal. The main thing for me was just the the personal decision to head over.
Because I'm not a super fan of visiting the hospital! : )
wow, thanks for sharing the details. I know you are still around since you just posted but still I am looking forward to reading your description of what happened next.
The personal decision to head over is what required clarity of thought and perspicacity of mind. The rest is just driving. Rereading your description, I will say that I would also be brightened up considerably by a visit from Kris. You are a lucky fellow to have her there.
Hang in there, Mikell. We are all rooting for you.
I am also impressed with the presence of mind and humility you had in making the decision to go to the hospital. Way to go.
Thanks for the update. We were wondering what happened after you checked into the hospital. Hard to lose so much control of your life in such a short time span. Our daughter Lindsay crushed the bone in her lower leg in a kiteboarding accident in October in North Carolina. Nine big screws and plate the size of a TV remote to put it all back together again. Then three months of no weight bearing exercise and bed rest. A shocking lifestyle change in a short period of time. She had to move back in with us because she had stairs at her house and needed a lot of care.
The good news is she went back to work last week (P.E. Teacher) and is going to West Point this weekend for some orienteering.
You are in our "positive" thoughts. Please keep us posted as you recover.
Rick & Linda
Following your posts and wishing you the best. Glad that you seem to be getting such good care. My only experience with the Laramie hospital resulted in the ER doc taking a quick look at me, stating "This is beyond me, I'm going to make some calls" and walking out of the room.
Mike, I will never for the rest of my living days get the image of you walking up that jeep trail to the finish out of my mind, and with every slow step nearer, it becoming clearer something had gone horribly wrong. My worst moment ever as a race director.
Wow! What a story, what a guy. Hang in there, rest and get well soon!