Monday morning arrived and I jump out of bed change into workout clothes and made my way downstairs. Everything was going great the video was not too lame I was working up a sweat and BAM! I can't remember if it was a plank or a superman that I was doing but all of a sudden I was in pain, I was shaky and a little woozy. Instant thought was "You dummy! Why didn't you eat or drink something before working out?" I figured my blood sugar was low; I shook it off and finished the workout trying to ignore the pain.
Moving forward the pain progressed throughout the day. Food, ibuprofen, heat nothing seemed to make a difference. At one point in the day I was attempting to teach my kids while in a fetal position on the living room floor. This was getting ridiculous! I didn't have time for an interruption. I had plans. I had much to accomplish.
Well to make a long story longer I ended up spending the night in the ER. My differential diagnosis was pancreatitis, ileus, bowel obstruction. The doctor's differential was pretty similar but he was very convinced this was a musculoskeletal injury. Well after lots and lots of Dilaudid, labs du jour, X-rays, a CT, and delerious but great conversations with my dear friend Sandi, the verdict is I have a hematoma behind my stomach, or do I....


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