Training and the Emergency Department

Earlier this week, I went to the pool after work. The new Covid-friendly rules state that there can only be one person in each lane. That means that since there are 3 lanes, there can only be 3 people in the pool. This is a difficult concept for some, I guess.

I got to the pool just as two young girls slid into their lanes. The third lane was occupied by an older gentleman who was actively doing laps. The girls were in the pool to cool off. They were playing, and splashing. Sitting on the stairs. One even managed to wear her paper mask into the pool, tucked into her swimsuit. The girls spent time playing catch with it. I waited patiently. In times past, I would have asked the girls to move to one lane so they could socialize together, but I understand that the rules are in place for a reason.

I stood at the end of the pool waiting. I was wearing my swimsuit, my swim cap, my goggles, my triathlon watch and my waterproof mp3 player, which doubles as earplugs. My towel and flip flops were waiting nearby, with my phone. After about 15 minutes of waiting, the gentleman got out of the pool, so I took his lane. One of the girls asked nicely if I would switch lanes with her so she could be next to her friend. I had to pull my earplugs out to hear what she was saying. I didn’t mind moving, so I shoved the earplugs back in as I ducked under the rope to get into the next lane. This is when all hell broke loose. The earplug portion of the headphones fell off the mp3 player and got lodged in my ear. I tried unsuccessfully to dislodge it. I decided to try a few laps since it didn’t really hurt.

I had just finished the round trip of laps 1 and 2 when I heard yelling. A “gentleman” was yelling at the two girls, telling them to share a lane. The girls very nicely told him that it was one per lane. The man’s wife showed up and he explained that the girls were refusing to move and he started yelling. The girls referred him to the staff at the desk. The staff came in and counted for the man. “Three lanes, three people. That’s the rule. These people were first. You can wait.” The man started yelling about his rights since he pays for gym access. The staff members referred him to the manager and explained that it was out of their hands, since it was mandated by the orange tier of the county. The man left. The wife had left when her husband started yelling about his rights.

So, after the show, I continued my laps. At the end of laps 3 and 4, another man came in, so I paused to try to take the earplug out of my ear again, hoping for another show. The two girls explained that it was 1 person per lane. The man said that he’d wait. What a reasonable answer! Another man, who the first man seemed to know came in and the first man explained 1 per lane. Ok. No problem. He’d wait, too. Man number three came in, greeted the first two men, and said that there was too long a line, so he’d see them tomorrow. Again, another reasonable answer.

I continued my swim until the pressure in my ear became unbearable, and I realized that I would have to get out, shower and dress before I could do anything about the stuck earplug. So I announced to the first man that I was getting out. He was appreciative of the heads up so he could get into position to get into the pool.

I showered and dressed and got to my car. I attempted to take the earplug out with the tweezers in my car. No luck. I was near work, so I briefly thought about asking the nurse at work to help me, because she doesn’t gross out easily, but I realized that the tweezers I had were too sharp. Option 2 was to go home and have my daughter to do it, but again, the tweezers were an issue. I went for option 3, which was to head back to work and hit the emergency room. I walked in as a woman was being brought in. The security guard recognized me as an employee and asked if I had my Covid screening when I worked that morning. Yes, I had. He sent me to register.

I was asked to take a seat. I pulled out my Kindle to read while I waited. The battery had died. Wonderful. Thankfully, I only had to wait about 2 minutes to register. Then I was sent back to the waiting room for another full minute. The triage nurse asked me if I thought that I had something in my ear. No. I know that I have something in my ear. She sent me to a chair next to the triage room. I waited another full minute before the physician’s assistant arrived. He took one look in my ear and announced “Oh! Good! The pool opened!” He left to get tweezers and came back to take 5 seconds to remove the earplug. He asked me to wait for the discharge nurse.

About 5 minutes later, the billing person came in to get my credit card and to tell me that I would be seen soon. I told her that I had already been seen, but was waiting to be sent home. She very kindly told me that once the nurse came in, I didn’t have to wait for the billing person again. I could go. Well, thanks for that.

The nurse came in and told me that she was sorry but legally she had to give me the paperwork telling me that I couldn’t drug seek in the emergency department and that I needed the paperwork to tell me not to put things in my ears or in my nose, but she understood what happened. Ok. All set.

I needed an adventure after all that time hanging out at home, but I really prefer adventures without emergency departments. I’m waiting to see what the next adventure will be.

Back at the Gym

I keep saying that I need to get back at it with the gym. Yesterday, I finally made it. I gave myself a time to leave the house, with a plan of what I’d do at the gym. I was going to the one closer to home, so I wasn’t as familiar with it, like I am with the one near with work.

I made it out the door about a half hour late, and only got two “emergency” texts and one “emergency” phone call. I dealt with them as best I could, remotely. I continued on to the gym.

I pulled into the parking lot, checking out the underground lot. The sign was confusing, so I parked above ground.

I went in and did my planned workout, slower than I had hoped, but I did it. I asked about the underground parking lot on the way out. I’ll know for next time. I am all about the dumb question.

Happy Anniversary!

I got a notification that yesterday was my anniversary with WordPress. I had started the blog on another site, but moved to this one after a few months.

Many posts and many books later, we are still here, and still having adventures.

I hope to get to the gym more, and travel some more. Many more books are going to be read. Hopefully many more adventures will be had, too.

Maybe more guest bloggers, but I sure hope that there will be more guest blog posts.

Here’s to a new year!

Back to the pool

I got up early this morning to get to the pool before work. I thought I was totally prepared this time, but, nope. Something is always forgotten.

Today, I was getting ready to get in the pool and remembered that I never replaced the missing ear piece for my MP3 player for the water. I use them as earplugs, so it cuts my swim short if I don’t have them.

I did my short swim and went to get into the hot tub. There was a pair of women’s running shoes by the stairs to the hot tub. No woman in sight. Why leave them where someone will be dripping water on them? How do you randomly leave shoes by the hot tub?

Anyhow, I showed up. That’s the toughest part.

New podcast

When I don’t have an audiobook going in the car, I’ll go for a podcast. I had a new one fall into my lap last week. Its host is a woman who lost 100 pounds twelve years ago, making small changes.

Her main advice is to not start anything that you aren’t prepared to keep up for your entire life. And next is to not do anything big that is a quick fix.

My first week, I was away, so I wasn’t fully ready to start anything. I decided to go for 64 ounces of water a day. I actually managed it and more. I got through the running to the bathroom to pee all day while I was on vacation and it didn’t really matter if I wandered off. I kept it up. I am no longer running off as frequently, since my body seems to have adjusted.

Sunday night, I packed all my stuff for an early morning swim, followed by work. I got my lunch ready to bring with me.

I weighed myself this morning. I will be continuing that on Mondays.

Today, I got up early. I put on my swimsuit and cover-up, grabbed my bag and headed to the gym. I got in the pool and told myself to not do the full distance. When I got halfway through, I told myself to just do a little more. Then, suddenly, I had just one lap to go! I did it! I went into the hot tub after the swim. I had to get out when the guy in his tidy whities got in. Nope. Didn’t want to see that getting out of the water.

I showered, dressed, and went to work, drinking my water along the way. I found that they moved the little free library a block away! I chose a healthier breakfast than I normally would. I got my coffee and settled into a work schedule.

Close to lunch time, I realized I left my lunch at home in the fridge. Thankfully, we were off early and I wouldn’t starve on the way home.

I went to drop some of the books from my car into the little free library, went to the post office and ATM. I picked up a hold from the library and went home to eat my lunch. I napped and then went to the grocery store.

When I got home, I took out the garbage cans. I had forgotten that I was going to take a kid to get snacks at the grocery store, so I sent them back to the store with my debit card.

I got my stuff ready for a trip to the pool again tomorrow. Is this something I can keep up for the rest of my life? I sure hope so.

New exercise routine

During the camping trip, I put on insect repellent, but, it seems it didn’t work, or I didn’t fully cover myself.  I am covered in insect bites.

I have been trying to figure out how many calories my new workout routine burns.  The workout consists of trying to ignore the itch, then bending over quickly to scratch the bite that is making me insane.  Then, going to find the cortisone to apply, and bending over to apply it.  Repeat an infinite number of times.

I have had more fun with other routines.  This one is just new.

Prepping for the swim

I am currently charging my swimming mp3 player. My towels and swimsuit are drying. I sync’d my Garmin watch to the app, so it’s empty. I have most of my change of clothes packed. Once I put the clothes, towels and music into the swimming bag, I’ll be all set. Except, I forgot soap in my shower bag. One day, I’ll get to the gym with everything I need. Today wasn’t that day. Maybe it’ll be tomorrow?

Pool on the cruise

Those of you who know me well will be surprised that I spent zero time at the pool. We didn’t even sit on a lounge chair. I did, however, spend time in the water in Cabo San Lucas. My daughter’s got those photos. I didn’t bring my goggles so I didn’t full on swim. I had to check out the buoys on the edge of the swimming area, though. I made some people nervous doing that, though. They weren’t even as far out as the buoy line at Aquatic park, though. Plus it was much warmer and clearer. I could see plants and fish. I body surfed back to shore, so it wasn’t a strenuous swim by any stretch of the imagination.

I did briefly consider asking the water temperature every morning the captain announced the stats. With the air temp being what it was, I can only image that the water at sea was chillier than I’m used to

Fifteen minutes at a time

I have had people ask me how I get so much reading done. I make time for it. I am not a fast reader, really, but I pick up my book or Kindle whenever I have free moments.

“I could do that if I ignored work, my kids, my spouse, etc.” No. I don’t. I just do my reading in little chunks. Waiting in line. During breaks at work. Waiting for a dental appointment. On the train or bus. All useful quiet time.

I start reading about fifteen minutes before I plan on falling asleep. This actually helps with my insomnia, too. My body knows that if I’m lying down reading, it’s almost sleep time. I used to have hours of awake time at night. Now it’s about fifteen minutes after I start reading. Sometimes less.

I multitask. Read the book on the treadmill. Bring the waterproof Kindle to the pool and hot tub. Run the audiobook in the car.

Another trick I learned us to put on my headphones. When my family sees them on, they know I can’t hear them well. They get my attention if they are addressing me, but if they are talking to each other, they are muffled. This is usually at the point where I’m trying to sleep. I’m not just ignoring them.

The main thing, though is that I turn the TV off and read during the time that I’d normally be watching TV. The TV is a big distraction. I have learned to only watch the few shows a week that I actually enjoy. The rest of my former TV time is spent reading.

What a big book you’re reading

I am reading Spinning Silver for sci fi/fantasy bookclub on Sunday.  My mom saw me reading it and commented that the book was huge (466 pages).  She usually sees me reading on my Kindle, and it seems that she doesn’t realize that there are many many more pages in the Kindle than in a paper book.  She just can’t see them, since they are digital.

I tend to read the Kindle in bed, so I don’t have to turn lights on and fully wake up.  Even with the reading light, the paper books are more likely to keep me awake or to keep me from falling back asleep.

I also am supposed to finish We’re going to need more wine for a Goodreads group challenge by Thursday.

The Swing of Things is what I’m reading on my Kindle right now, while I am in bed or on the treadmill.  It’s just for me.

Skinwalker is due for sci fi/fantasy bookclub on Sunday, too, as an alternate book.  I don’t think I’m going to get to it, though.  It’s a library book, so it might be headed back before I get to it.

Erotic Stories for Punjabi Widows is on the list for Vegas bookclub, but it’s not due until the week before Christmas.

I already read the book for tomorrow’s book club.  I am glad, since it wasn’t a favorite book, and I don’t have to read it again.

Curse of the Lord of Darkness needs to be read and reviewed soon.

Neverending Story is for a buddy read with a very patient online friend/reading buddy.  I carry the book with me, but I tend to grab my Kindle when I am out and about.  I need to pick up the paper books more.