This morning, I woke up obscenely early to catch a ride to the airport. I was up before 3 AM and was not fully functional as evidenced by my attempt to wear my shower shoes to the airport. Early morning fail, y'all. I made it though, and am writing this post from my terminal, because this airport has free wifi and charging stations for electronic devices. Orlando might have redeemed itself just a teeny little bit.
In other news, I haven't done any working out this week. I mentioned in my last post that I thought I had a virus, but I'm amending that self diagnosis to I think I had a partial blockage. I probably should have gone to the doctor, but I read on several Crohn's disease forums that if I went to the hospital they would most likely give me IV fluids, anti-nausea drugs, and pain killers if necessary and then tell me to wait until the blockage passed on its own. While I would have appreciated the anti-nausea medication, I wasn't in enough pain to make another bad hospital experience worthwhile. I decided I could just drink more fluids at home and wait it out in a familiar bed in my own pajamas without doctors, nurses, or their minions waking me up constantly to check my blood pressure, change my IV bag, ask me inane questions, etc. In any case, I am now feeling better and I am hoping to get in a run or two while I am visiting family. Happy 4th of July, everyone!