In late January I drove down to Southern California, La Quinta and Chino Hills specifically. One of my Uncles has a house on green#1 of the Palmer Private Golf Course in PGA West. I drove down to attend the Humana Challenge, formerly known as The Bob Hope Classic, to see a polo match at the Stagecoach fields and to hang out with family.
I had the most amazing time! I got spend some time with my Uncle Danny and Aunt Gail. Their vacation home on the golf course is so cool. It is still decorated in an 80’s style…. think Miami Vice! Art deco accents in bright colors and walls of mirror everywhere. Some of my cousins were there too. We had so much fun! We had 3 golf carts to tootle around in and the course and living communities were just beautiful. There were tons of citrus trees filled with pink grapefruit, meyer lemons and tangelos. The HOA encouraged you to pick the fruit and that’s exactly what I did. The weather was perfect! 80 degrees all 3 days and even more special, I was off chemo! Yup, The Blood Guy told me to take an extra week off since I was going to be in the sun. That and chemo don’t mix. Imagine that! And I have no problems with being off chemo another week!
We were on our way back from hole #16, walking and talking when I fell. I stepped in a grass covered hole/divot. It didn’t look like there was a hole…. it was grassy. I roled my left ankle, tucked my arm to protect where my rib was removed and landed on my left side with my should and hip taking the trauma. After the initial shock and secretly begging to not have a broken ankle, hip or clavicle. My cousins helped me up and I started to add weight. DJ being a PA in emergency medicine was sure helpful! I could walk, well hobble, but I was sore! We filed paperwork with management just to be covered and went on our merry way. As soon as we got back to the house, my Aunt Barbie put shrimp on my ankle (we were out of ice) , made me a cocktail and gave me a percocet!
On Sunday was the Polo Match at The Stagecoach Fields. It was a blast seeing the match! We had breakfast and bloody marys. I even hobbled out to the fileds to “stomp the divots’. So much fun!
So after this incredible weekend I went to my Auntie Anitza and Unkie’s house for a few days. During this time my surgery was scheduled for February 12. I was so excited becasue this meant I had to be off chemo for another 2 1/2 weeks! BUMMER RIGHT! HAHAHA!
Unfortunately, a couple days into staying with my aunt and uncle excrutiating pain woke me up in the middle of the night. My left hip hurt so much I couldnt get out of bed. Somehow I managed and took a pain pill only to go back to sleep but again in the morning burning, throbbing pain in my left hip. Enough to be crying and that’s all that was needed for my Auntie to take me to the ER. While my ankle was quite colorful it didn’t really hurt anymore but it was xrayed anyway, 4 xray views and a CT later thankfully showed I didn’t have a fractured hip rather a severe hip flexor injury. Ice, heat and rest. ARGH! That’s very hard to do, especially since I had so much energy from not being on chemo. I was bummed. I hobbled around my aunt and uncle’s house for a couple more days before I headed home.
I got home in time to rest up for my reconstruction surgery. WOOOHOO!! and an MRI of my hip….