leaving a bit of me behind: part 1
three weeks ago i found myself desperatly anticipating a much needed backpacking trip through the colorado wilderness. nothing clears out my mind, my doubt, my anxiety, my ego quite like a long walk in the mountains. three buddies and i had planned a 19 mile excursion through the south san juan mountains. i was so leaning into this trip.
an obstacle found its way into the scenario. i woke up early one morning with what i thought to be a reptured something. i didn't know what it was but it figured it must be important if it hurt like this. i soaked in the tub, no relief. i curled up on the floor, no relief. i tried getting back in bed but th epain only escalated. finally, i whimpered the words to my sleeping wife, "jennifer, i think i need to go to the emergency room."
not quite as smooth a way to wake up someone you love as say maybe the smell folgers wafting down the hall. i must say though, it was effective.
jennifer jumped into gear and help me come up with a plan. since the kids were asleep we thought it wise to call a friend to take me to the hospital. who would you call @ 5:00 a.m to ask if they'll take you to the hospital? we called sharyn.
sharyn helped me into her car designed for liliputians and sped her way to the hospital. after a couple of hours of being naked in a hospital gown the smug doctor on duty tells me i have another kidney stone. you see, i am a stone maker. i got it from my dad. he has birthed over 200 of these bad boys. 52 at one time. this was my tenth. this one, however, felt more like a sticker burr on steroids than its ancestors.
needless to say, dr. personality strongly cautioned me to pitch my tent in waco and not underneath an aspen. for the next ten days.
his words never found a home in my mind. they slowly drove by, waved, and then went on their way never to return again. jennifer, who loves me dearly, never really consider it an option either. she knew me well enough to know what this trip could provide a canseco burr could never take away.
and so five days later canseco and i jumped into my suburban, picked up my three buddies, and began making our way to the wilderness.
learned lots of things on that trip. i'll tell you about them next time.
an obstacle found its way into the scenario. i woke up early one morning with what i thought to be a reptured something. i didn't know what it was but it figured it must be important if it hurt like this. i soaked in the tub, no relief. i curled up on the floor, no relief. i tried getting back in bed but th epain only escalated. finally, i whimpered the words to my sleeping wife, "jennifer, i think i need to go to the emergency room."
not quite as smooth a way to wake up someone you love as say maybe the smell folgers wafting down the hall. i must say though, it was effective.
jennifer jumped into gear and help me come up with a plan. since the kids were asleep we thought it wise to call a friend to take me to the hospital. who would you call @ 5:00 a.m to ask if they'll take you to the hospital? we called sharyn.
sharyn helped me into her car designed for liliputians and sped her way to the hospital. after a couple of hours of being naked in a hospital gown the smug doctor on duty tells me i have another kidney stone. you see, i am a stone maker. i got it from my dad. he has birthed over 200 of these bad boys. 52 at one time. this was my tenth. this one, however, felt more like a sticker burr on steroids than its ancestors.
needless to say, dr. personality strongly cautioned me to pitch my tent in waco and not underneath an aspen. for the next ten days.
his words never found a home in my mind. they slowly drove by, waved, and then went on their way never to return again. jennifer, who loves me dearly, never really consider it an option either. she knew me well enough to know what this trip could provide a canseco burr could never take away.
and so five days later canseco and i jumped into my suburban, picked up my three buddies, and began making our way to the wilderness.
learned lots of things on that trip. i'll tell you about them next time.
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