So I’m on anti-coagulant therapy because my genes are ever so helpfully filling my blood with the confusingly named lupus anti-coagulant antibody. (This antibody has nothing to do with lupus and makes your blood coagulate faster.) Warfarin keeps me from developing blood clots.
Warfarin also helps keep blood from clotting when you’re bleeding for other reasons. Like, for example, when you’re riding your bike and go down hard, smashing your thigh against the pavement. Massive bruising is, in fact, internal bleeding. And, unknown to most people, the average human thigh can hold about a liter and a half of blood when there is internal bleeding going on.
It wasn’t a rainy day but it had been raining that morning. I wrecked my bike about a mile and half into my usual 10 mile morning commute. It hurt, but I’d had worse wrecks. I got back on my bike and rode the rest of the way to work. Not much seemed out of the ordinary save for scrapes and a sore leg.
Not wanting to ride my bike home, I called my daughter and asked if she could pick me up. She asked her sister’s fiancee and he came to give me a ride home. According to him, I started slurring my words in the van. I did notice getting dizzy and my vision blurring. About an hour after getting home I blacked out on the way to the toilet, fell, hit my head on the bathtub and again on the tile floor. My daughter called the emergency squad and they gave me a ride to the ER.
Nothing in the ER looked all that abnormal. Scans of my head showed no signs of concussion. Scans of my legs suggested the bleeding had stopped. They gave me stitches for the cuts from hitting my head, rehydrated me, kept me overnight for observation, gave me some of the good drugs, and sent me home with a swollen leg and a hematoma on my hip the size of a small child.
(I didn’t really notice my other injuries much. I probably broke a finger, had road rash on my arm, ankle, hip, and torso. And of course the above mentioned stitches from going down in the water closet.)
The trauma doc told me it would take a while for my body to reabsorb all of the blood I had lost and that my leg would likely turn purple and then a multitude of colors. He also explained the massive amount of blood that the human thigh can hold and said that the best that they could figure I had passed out from loss of blood but that I should follow up with my regular doctor to confirm that there were still no signs of concussion or brain injury. He also suggested it might be worth looking into a more modern anticoagulant.
This is my first brush with something that also killed me that really felt like it almost killed me.
Being injured, training had to take a back seat. I didn’t do anything for a couple weeks. Then started swimming - taking it easy. Then biking short distances. I slowly worked the intensity the swimming back up and the cycling. I started running again just two weeks ago.
For running, I started with a 5k route, walking 60 seconds, then running easy 60 seconds. I did that for a week, then ratcheted the running segments up to a minute and a half and increased the distance to 4 miles, then 5. This morning I did 6 miles by alternating 2 minutes running with 1 minute of walking. I ended up doing those 6 miles in under an hour. That’s probably the fastest I’ve done 6 miles in over a year.
If I hadn’t been a fan of the Galloway Method for increasing pace and distance when running before, I definitely would be now.
Swimming kind of followed a similar line. I train most Sunday nights at a community pool where a USAT certified swim coach and an assistant give group lessons. Right after the injury I went back to the lessons as I’d already paid for the current 7 week session but took it easy. Only about a week ago did I start to press myself hard again. And yesterday I did two miles, the first 1k at a 2 minute per 100m pace, the next 1k at 2:10 per 100m pace, and the balance at a slow and easy pace. I ended up averaging about 2:10 per 100m for the entire set.
I’m hoping to be back in HIM shape by September. I want to race Savageman.
My watch acted like it was dying this week. My Garmin Fenix 3 is my favorite watch that I’ve ever owned. I can upload a route to it for biking (or running or hiking but I’ve only used it for preplanned bike rides) and it tells me where and when to turn. It tracks distance and elevation. It can mimic a classic analog style watch. It connects with the speed and cadence sensors on my bike. I can connect it to most MP3 players and control music. It does just about everything.
Then last week it just started powering down when it wasn’t doing anything except display the normal watch face. If I powered up and immediately put into one of the sports modes (e.g. cycling or running) it would work just fine. But then when the tracking was done, it would power itself off after a seemingly random amount of time somewhere between a few minutes and an hour or two.
I ran the software updater - no change.
I reset the watch to the factory defaults which is a royal pain. Garmin watch software has a metric bzillion different options that are in weird places an it will take me months to find them all again and get the watch back into the configuration I like. But resetting the defaults didn’t help.
So I put the watch into GPS mode and let it run all the way out of juice.
Once I plugged it back in and charged it back up, it seems to be back to normal. We’ll see. I really can’t afford to buy a new GPS watch right now and I really like this model. So I hope it is back to normal for real.
Finally got around to watching Justice League. It wasn’t as horrible as I had expected given the reviews and social media complaints.
Granted, there were some real problems: pacing issues, poor character development, some obviously miscast acting talent, and a shallow plot. And there’s probably some things I’m forgetting. It seemed kind of like a movie made by committee. Of course, it pretty much was.
Jason Momoa as Aquaman was a lot of fun. That’s probably the best thing I have to say about it. And there were a few epic one liners. I guessing those were mostly from Joss Whedon.
I’m certainly glad I didn’t pay money to see it but it was wasn’t so bad that I wish I had my time back from watching it.
That whole GDPR hoopla noise machine is presently making a large racket at work. I’ve been tasked with writing a couple of moderately interesting stored procedures that do things like delete or anonymize data, and assign default communications options for folks that aren’t EU residents.
This all would be a whole lot easier with a properly normalized database. And easier still if I had been involved in some of the design decisions that were made.
Note to software shops, if you’ve got a guy on staff that used to work with enterprise level billing software, involving him early on in making design decisions might decrease a large amount of technical debt down the road.
Money’s been super tight as of late. This is no fun. A couple of bands are coming through (or came through) that would have been super-fun to go see. Poptone (1/2 of Bauhaus and 2/3 of Love & Rockets) played a small venue near our old apartment in Silver Spring. The Violent Femmes are coming to the Anthem in a couple of weeks. There are other bands too.
Not to mention most of my meals are now cooked at home. It’s a challenge to stay motivated to do this. My wife has pretty much given up on eating home prepared meals since our youngest went off to college, preferring a can of Chef Boy Ardee or a Lean Cuisine microwave meal. This means I’m cooking (and cleaning up) just for me.
Thanks to free trade and cheap immigrant labor, frozen pizzas and cans of corned beef hash are cheap. They don’t take much effort either. But they’re dull.
I should find a CSA to get some variety in fresh vegetables.
Being low on funds also means not registering for races. There was a nice swim race I would have liked to go to two weeks ago. But the money just was not there.
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