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Hahaha I'm so sorry that happened. No one likes puffy lips but I'm glad you can laugh about it now.

I'm sorry you've had such a rough time this week, especially with the vehicle breakdown. Hopefully your bloodwork doesn't show anything serious or if it does that you and your doctor's team have caught it early enough.

As for a story...well I can give you one that is a little bit funny and a little bit sad. I hope it helps a bit. Forewarning, its a bit of a novel!


I was a long distance runner in high school and briefly in college. I decided not to run cross country the fall of my freshman year in college due to rehabbing my knees late from my last season of high school. So I started conditioning in October to get ready for indoor track season, all of my practices were with runners competing in shorter distances (I was racing the 3200m run).
The season started off a bit rocky; first race was ok, second was not good and the third was back around the first. It seemed like everything was going to get back on track and put together a solid freshman season. That is until I went to cooldown and stretch postrace of my third indoor college meet ever. I was doing some simple stretches and talking to a couple of classmates who were in the rec center for a late workout. When all of a sudden there was a loud pop and I felt a grinding pop, felt and sounded like if you've ever been to the chiropractor or popped your neck/back/wrist/etc. except louder and almost like it didn't want to pop in the first place.
Anyway, my entire leg went numb and tingly so I hobbled myself to the training room where there were about 8 student trainer interns and one of the athletic trainers (not my team's assigned trainer). The head trainer and the student trainers assigned to my team helped me onto one of the tables and asked what had happened and the usual questions before evaluating the injury. Naturally because there is nothing else to do the other student trainers are trying to discreetly hover in the off chance they can learn something! One of the student trainers working on me happened to be a chiropractor (lucky duck me!) so he used my shoes to create a wedge so that gravity could pull my hip into proper alignment. I was probably 6 weeks overdue for an adjustment haha! They also put ice on my upper thigh/hip/butt area and waited for my team's assigned trainer to get back.
When he came in I'm sure he was shocked to see me on the table with a big bag of ice. He came over and asked me what had happened, so i repeated the story. Of course I have worst case scenarios running through my head and it hit me like a ton of bricks that I could have done major damage and my running career finished. So naturally in that moment I start crying and he's telling me everything is going to be ok. Then he takes off the ice and starts to evaluate the injury, which the tinglyness is gone but I'm numb from the ice. He asked how far home was for me, about 45 minutes, and if my chiropractor would be able to get me in for an adjustment before giving me a fresh bag of ice and telling me to stop in on Monday morning during treatment hours.
I drove home sitting on ice after climbing up the 4 flights of stairs to get to my dorm room to pack an overnight bag. I saw my chiropractor the next day (Sunday) and drove back to campus. The team trainer reevaluated me when I went in for treatment hours and determined that I had a severe high hamstring strain or possible slight tear and told me to go to the chiropractor visit hours the next day. I went to them and started in on my physical therapy exercises, which I did everyday during practice in place of not going or doing nothing during practice.
Fastforward 5 weeks and I'm able to run less than 400m slowly, but my hamstring was healing nicely. This was a bit of a conundrum, so my trainer had me meet with the team doctor who scheduled x-rays before I went home for spring break. The x-rays showed an avulsion fracture to the pelvic bone (when my hip popped, the muscle pulled hard enough that a sliver of bone broke off). The doctor told me to keep doing the therapy exercises and it would heal.
Fastforward another 5 weeks, we've scrapped my outdoor season and I'm still in therapy unable to run more than 1000-1200m. The team trainer didn't have any answers for me and said if I wanted to get a second opinion then I should.
So I went to the doctor who examined me after my senior year and told him everything that had happened since the injury. After he evaluated my hamstring and ran more x-rays, he said my hamstring was very strong (like kind of impressed type strong) and there was no evidence of the fracture. He then ordered a MRI for that day. The results showed nothing to suggest a continued injury. He thought that it sounded like damage to the tendon and the injury was too small for the MRI and slipped through the cracks. He referred me to another doctor who specialized in a treatmet for this type of injury.
We went to see that doctor, its June at this point and the initial injury happened near the end of January. After a quick evaluation and hearing my story, he did an ultrasound and found it! He found the tendon damage, it was pure white on the screen and was all puffy. I was a perfect candidate for the treatment so we scheduled it for the next week before he went on vacation. The treatment was a Platelet Rich Plasma Injection or PRP. It involves needles which I'm not particularly fond of, but I was even less willing to give up my running career. Other than the blood draw (six pokes and ending with a hemmoraged vein resulting in a bruise as big as my face) everything went smoothly. I went back into therapy and began an 8 week return to running program which ended the week before I reported for cross country. Now mind you distance runners start training for cross in June, its mid August during team camp.
Cross Country season went pretty well considered, but the injury flared back up in December and January. So I had a second injection, blood draw was better but was not fully numbed before they started the injection. Went back into therapy minus return to running program, but I had a new team trainer who worked with me in the fall but was no longer as helpful. So after a couple of battles with her over new therapy 4ish weeks after the injection and no longer completing workouts, I took time off and did no therapy over spring break. As a result, I could barely run let alone do a pace workout. Then my dad got on me because I was running the ladder workout like crap and he couldn't stay there and watch it. I broke down and realized that whether I wanted it to be over or not, my career was finished. So the thing I feared the most after the injury came true after about a year of fighting it off.

So that's the story of how I tore a muscle, broke my pelvis, did tendon damage and ended my running career from stretching!

I know this super duper long, and if you made it to the end congratulations! You should celebrate! And I hope this has been a good distraction for you.

Thank you guys.

@RunFarAway I'm sorry your career in running is over but at least you have function of your legs still so that's a bonus.

@TomCat kids do the strangest things.

I am so sorry you are having a bit of a rough time. Hopefully it will get better. Here is a quick funny story to make you grin:

I was cutting the grass today, and I hopped off the mower to move something right quick. I hop back on and I am met with an excruciating, fiery pain in my right buttock. I jump right back off and yank off my britches as I am hopping around and cursing. I had sat on a red wasp and he nailed me good! My husband checked on me and then promptly collapsed laughing - I must have been quite a sight racing around the yard in my Star Wars panties. My right cheek is about twice the size of my left and my husand keeps snorting every time he walks by.

@Mistidog hahahahaha I know that pain. I've almost wrapped my truck around a pole and drove into a ditch over baby goats...twice....gahhh their little tails are so freaking cute. Omg

Here's a story of kid one-up-manship I overheard when my daughter was 4 years old.

It was probably early august and one of the boys from across the road that she often played with began bragging. "I'm going to school this year!" (He was five.)

My daughter responded, "Well! My daddy ALREADY goes to school." (He was an industrial arts teacher in the Junior High at the time.)

My daughter's friend capped the argument with, "Well, MY daddy goes to work!"

I hope you have better news soon.

@DevilsParadise sounds like it was rather amusing after the whole shaving the cat bit. Haha haha

Haha haha haha haha goofy dog

I had our five year old niece with us in the car and she was jabbering about the neighbor's goat who was about to have babies. So then she asks me, "have you ever had a baby goat?" I said, "no we've never had a baby goat." To which she replies, "why not? Did J* shoot it?"

I just busted up laughing, because my husband J* loves to hunt. Funny what kids will come up with.