TALLYPAM:
Yep, I got seasick watching "Perfect Storm" at the theatre and had to rush to the bathroom because I was close to recycling my popcorn. My stomach was heaving along with George Clooney's boat. You have a good memory!
You must have been out of Foopville during late July and August. I came within a whisker of dying. I spent 16 days in the hospital after getting food poisoning from a taco salad served at an Actha ride by a group of 4-H kids. The food poisoning turned into a raging intestinal infection that was treated by several antibiotics. My immune system was compromised and the infection turned into TTP. This stands for thrombotic thrombocytopenic purpura and is a disorder where the body attacks its own blood platelets. It took a week in the hospital before they figured out what was wrong with me. My blood levels took a severe nosedive and I was transferred from the local hospital to the larger and better equipped hospital in Roanoke. There they gave me transfusions and plasma exchanges and saved my life. It was not fun. The ailment is in remission and hopefully will not return, but there is no guarantee. Then a month later I had an atrial fibrillation attack over a weekend and landed back up in Roanoke again for another couple of days. About 60 percent of TTP patients end up with cardiac complications. TPP is very rare, not well understood by most doctors, and without proper treatment is 95 percent fatal. I seem to have recovered better than most, but still have fatigue and have to be careful not to overdo or bang my head on something and cause a bleed from the bloodthinners I have to take for the Afib. They would prefer I didn't ride, but I can't give that up.
Poor Donnie and my sister Annie had to take care of our place for about 6 or 7 weeks before I had the energy to even go down to the barn. Daisy and Areion were boarded elsewhere for 5 of those weeks to make it easier on everyone. I 'do' the barn now, but that is about the extent of my energy until I take a nap, then I can do something else. The barn stays relatively clean, my house looks like a bomb went off in it.
Priorities.
So that's the lurid tale of how I spent my summer. I don't recommend it.
It is pouring rain here and has been since about 4 pm. I got the barn down just as it started. It was nice and warm, mid-60s, but now we have storms rolling thru. It will be cold tomorrow. No riding lesson again this week, but the snow is gone anyway.