Well, not sick in the traditional sense. We had a wonderful last night with Croft and Norma. We were there for about four hours talking politics and laughing about our finances and how we manage our stuff.
As we headed home I felt a tremendous pain in my upper abdomen. I blew it off to eating too much although that wasn't the case. I woke up around 11 p.m. with the pain of death. It was as if I was going to explode. I had no upper body pain, no stomach distress but this persisent pain that was intense.
I lay awake until 5 a.m. when I had a tea and an ibuprofen. I fell asleep for three hours but woke up feeling worse. Juan sent for Barb who is an RN. She gave me the nurse's drill and seemed to think it was muscular. She called Sal's second cousin, Dr. Salvador Contreras, who took me in right away. He ruled out any heart issues and determined after a few tests it was a pulled muscle right in the middle where the ribs join.
I spent the rest of the day in bed sleeping and just walked up to happy hour to see what was going on. Good thing is it hasn't affected my appetite and I am happy to say I feel about 50% better and I am sure tomorrow will be better.
Paula dropped off a small stick in a pot that she decorated. I told her tomorrow I will put a small string of lights on it. So for now, it is more bed rest.
Kevin and Ruth took off in the "little blue car" for Morelia but not after Kevin finished installing our solar panel. I posted pics on Facebook and will do so here on the blog tomorrow. We had a full staff of workers here supervising and Croft dug in with Kevin to get the job done. I learned a lot of stuff about electricity and solar and we are waiting for the charge controller and we will be in business.
So being the paranoid person I am, I now believe there is no obstruction in my gut and that I will live to see tomorrow.