Back to Camp

Ok, so you might be wondering where I went...let me fill you in. Last Friday, the last day of my hell week, I could hardly walk. I hurt so bad that I was limping and huddled over like an old man. I went to work still, because I'm a tough cookie, and just took a little extra time with my shoots because I couldn't move much faster.

During one shoot, I was down on my belly with a baby and my camera was on the floor to my left. After I'd positioned the baby I was holding her with my left hand and reached for my camera with my right hand. In the process something POPPED in the lower right quadrant of my abdomen. I can only describe the pain as a lightning bolt through my belly. It was all I could do to finish the shoot and then hide in my office and wait for the pain to subside. Well, the pain continued through the weekend and finally, on my birthday when a sneeze just about made me explode, I decided to see the doctor. She concluded that I'd ruptured an ovarian cyst but the ultrasound was inconclusive. I spent the rest of the week hobbling around and trying my best to make the pain go away.

Today, I went back to boot camp and I've concluded that I pulled a muscle. I don't believe it was a cyst. It was still terribly painful during some of the exercises but Instructor Richins is very understanding and has helped me adjust some of the workout to accommodate the pain.

So, I'm back in the swing of things. The 30-pound vest is off so, I think mentally it's a little easier but physically, it might even be more challenging. They still push us and I still hurt and there were times today I thought I might pass out...but I did it!