Mad Manatee Mentors 2013: CLOSED (exc/ Pop Tart bribes) (Page 169)

Originally posted by QueenZipp Between the race fees and travel it really is not economically possible this year.  Wish I could though.....

Originally posted by bcraht

http://www.beginnertriathlete.com/cms/article-detail.asp?articleid=486

Plus there is someone in the challenge who teaches and she is posting her workout each Monday in the forum.

Originally posted by Richardsdrr I'll thank you now on the understanding I will be hating you in a couple of days time when I can't get out of bed.

Originally posted by switch

Sweet--you're in?!  I did really feel it today getting out of bed.  Sorry  

Originally posted by switch

Congratulations Judi!  That is awesome.  I TOTALLY hear you on the expense.  It is amazing how expensive this sport is, isn't it?  The race fees and travel are just salt in the wound.  Super cool on the qual though, and if you did it this year, you can definitely do it next year!

Originally posted by bcraht

Jeebus, if YOU'RE abs hurt, there is no hope for me....

Originally posted by TriAya

We need to GET OFF the gecko page!

See, I wrote it.

Little teeny tiny increments.

Originally posted by Richardsdrr I'll thank you now on the understanding I will be hating you in a couple of days time when I can't get out of bed.

Originally posted by kgore

You know, I love my parents....but seriously, I am feeling like a terrible daughter right now, cause I keep thinking how much I DON't want to be responsible to do all the everyday care... >sigh<

Last night, I got a call from Sleep Train Arena security (our NBA venue, she works for the Sacramento Kings occasionally) telling me my mom had fallen and hurt herself pretty bad. She was taken to a occupational hospital center to be checked out cause her hip was painful. So I called her and checked in. She assured me she was 'just fine' and that the Kings people would bring her home, bring home her car, etc...I said fine and called my dad...He was insistent that he would need her car THIS MORNING, and he was all clear to drive again (thanks to heart stuff and operations, he was barred from driving recently)...I told him the car would be dropped off and that I could get him to pick up meds today. At that point after being assured all was well, Clint and I went to the movies (see? terrible daughter again) to see "Man of Steel"). As the credits rolled, I found 6 phone calls had missed me! It turns out that Mom's boss had called with an update--she apparently had possibly broken her hip and was taken to a closer hospital, and Dad called because he couldn't find her cell! I called him back and we went to get her car, then called her boss and checked in with him, then came home...I haven't heard anything new as of yet, but it looks like she will be off her feet for awhile, and Dad may or may not put off some procedures to insure he can drive. I told him to do what needs to be done and I would take them where they need  to go...but we'll see.

I am worried about them, as they are both very stubborn, and I want to make sure I can be there for them, but by the same token, I feel really awful as I am somewhat resentful of possibly having to drop everything to take care of them. ug.

 

Originally posted by jobaxas . We could be really mean and quote the pic post every page. I hear ya when you had that spider on your face I didn't visit the pod

Originally posted by kgore

You know, I love my parents....but seriously, I am feeling like a terrible daughter right now, cause I keep thinking how much I DON't want to be responsible to do all the everyday care... >sigh<

Last night, I got a call from Sleep Train Arena security (our NBA venue, she works for the Sacramento Kings occasionally) telling me my mom had fallen and hurt herself pretty bad. She was taken to a occupational hospital center to be checked out cause her hip was painful. So I called her and checked in. She assured me she was 'just fine' and that the Kings people would bring her home, bring home her car, etc...I said fine and called my dad...He was insistent that he would need her car THIS MORNING, and he was all clear to drive again (thanks to heart stuff and operations, he was barred from driving recently)...I told him the car would be dropped off and that I could get him to pick up meds today. At that point after being assured all was well, Clint and I went to the movies (see? terrible daughter again) to see "Man of Steel"). As the credits rolled, I found 6 phone calls had missed me! It turns out that Mom's boss had called with an update--she apparently had possibly broken her hip and was taken to a closer hospital, and Dad called because he couldn't find her cell! I called him back and we went to get her car, then called her boss and checked in with him, then came home...I haven't heard anything new as of yet, but it looks like she will be off her feet for awhile, and Dad may or may not put off some procedures to insure he can drive. I told him to do what needs to be done and I would take them where they need  to go...but we'll see.

I am worried about them, as they are both very stubborn, and I want to make sure I can be there for them, but by the same token, I feel really awful as I am somewhat resentful of possibly having to drop everything to take care of them. ug.

 

Originally posted by Muskrat37

Wow - such a good day so far.  

Got to home to find that my Packet had arrived!  

And just did our first hangout on Google +.  Darren was able to answer - video was spotty as he was on his phone, but the audio was pretty good.  Only a slight delay.  Diggin' the British accent bro.  

Monica jumped in a lil late.  Her video was working great -but the audio wasn't working, nor were her speakers.  She couldn't hear us, and we couldn't hear her.  Maybe next time. 

Now - have to figure out how to use my new Toy and really, really want to go for an OWS. 

Originally posted by QueenZipp Crazy thunderstorms came in this evening on my way to the gym--the pool was closed so I did my core work (thanks, Lesa it really hurt today) and went to a yoga for athletes class.....I must say that the pigeon pose is sheer torture and when it is modified to holding the rear leg up it is worse than torture.  I wanted to curse the beyotch.

Originally posted by jobaxas 

Having another mofo of a day at work.  This job is giving me more stress than it's worth.  I'm not happy.

Originally posted by jmkizer

Work is a four letter word...

Originally posted by kgore All right, after 4 hours at the hospital, I FINALLY know what is going on! --and Mom is okay, kinda. I went in at about 2 pm, and figured I would eventually know what was going on. Of course the nurses just kept saying, "oh she's in recovery and should be back here soon....at 5:15, they told me "well, she is being moved to a new room where they can monitor her better" WHAT?!!? What happened?!?!? FINALLY at 5:40, I got to see her and find out details....she broke her right trochanteric neck (skinny part of the upper thigh bone that is between the long part and the head of the bone that fits in the hip socket---see? I did learn something in osteology!), and they needed to put two screws in it. She also developed a fever, and here oxygen levels coming out of the surgery were low. When I got to see her, her temps were better, and as long as she took good deep breaths, the O2 was okay (or if I made her laugh as I found out). She is in good spirits, and be in the hospital for the time being. Tomorrow, her main boss and the executive director of the Kings will go meet with her and make sure things are okay too (it is their costs--worker's comp, but they actually do really care about her). Dad is okay, and behaving himself, and now I just have to wait another week to take a 'relaxing' weekend....come to think of it, I may take a "sick" day from work this week....just to decompress....the last week has done wore me out!

Originally posted by QueenZipp Crazy thunderstorms came in this evening on my way to the gym--the pool was closed so I did my core work (thanks, Lesa it really hurt today) and went to a yoga for athletes class.....I must say that the pigeon pose is sheer torture and when it is modified to holding the rear leg up it is worse than torture.  I wanted to curse the beyotch.

Originally posted by kgore

All right, after 4 hours at the hospital, I FINALLY know what is going on! --and Mom is okay, kinda. I went in at about 2 pm, and figured I would eventually know what was going on. Of course the nurses just kept saying, "oh she's in recovery and should be back here soon....at 5:15, they told me "well, she is being moved to a new room where they can monitor her better" WHAT?!!? What happened?!?!? FINALLY at 5:40, I got to see her and find out details....she broke her right trochanteric neck (skinny part of the upper thigh bone that is between the long part and the head of the bone that fits in the hip socket---see? I did learn something in osteology!), and they needed to put two screws in it. She also developed a fever, and here oxygen levels coming out of the surgery were low. When I got to see her, her temps were better, and as long as she took good deep breaths, the O2 was okay (or if I made her laugh as I found out). She is in good spirits, and be in the hospital for the time being. Tomorrow, her main boss and the executive director of the Kings will go meet with her and make sure things are okay too (it is their costs--worker's comp, but they actually do really care about her). Dad is okay, and behaving himself, and now I just have to wait another week to take a 'relaxing' weekend....come to think of it, I may take a "sick" day from work this week....just to decompress....the last week has done wore me out!

Oh yeah, according to Mom, she was sure she just had a charlie horse....a charlie horse that requires surgery and screw installation, but a charlie horse nonetheless. I have always known that my family possesses an amazing tolerance for pain, but seriously, you break a bone and think its a twisted muscle? My mom rocks.