Zooma was a great race. I was doing good and feeling the course until mile 10 when I experienced leg cramps. Knowing myself, I should have worn the compression socks on the longest run of training but I forgot to pack them. Alas, I wore the socks that Zooma gave away to all the participants. The course was beautiful. Sun and lots of wonderful views of the Napa Valley. This race took me three hours to finish. It wasn’t my best time and I didn’t care. It was a training race before the real race. I’ll have a full recap soon.
The real story of Zooma was I landed in the hospital on Saturday night. I was feeling chest pain like I never felt before. Like one of my nephews was sitting on my chest and wouldn’t get up kind of pressure. It would come and go in the afternoon after the race when we were touring Napa. Though after dinner but when I was lying down, it wouldn’t go away. So my friends who are saints and my guardian angels, drove me to Queen of The Valley Hospital. Within five minutes of checking into the ER, I was called in by the nurse and hooked up to an EKG machine and blood pressure cuff. My blood pressure was extremely high and the EKG had a little abnormal reading. The nurse took my blood and administered blood pressure medication. For the life of me i couldn’t remember the meds I took. Results of blood test showed I had an elevated level of troponin. This caused concern along w my high blood pressure to the doctor and I was admitted to the hospital. I stayed in the ER for about five hours monitoring my BP, heart rate and testing my blood. My blood pressure wouldn’t go down after a couple of doses of IV meds.
I was taken up to a room around 4 am. I have never been hospitalized. The nurse I had was gruff and didn’t really listen to me. She kept on asking what meds I took for my asthma and i kept telling her, I do not have asthma. She didn’t explain what the meds she was administering in my IV, even though I asked. I knew I was in for the long haul. Nurse kept asking me why would I run a race and how come my blood pressure was too high.. The bed side manner wasn’t really there. No offense to the nurses I know, but this lady was rough. Around five thirty, I was moved to another room to be on a constant drip of high blood medication and BP / heart monitor checks every 15-30 minutes. My BP was slowly going down . The attending physician made his rounds around 9:30 am and explained my situation. I needed my BP to go down and see the cardiologist. The cardiologist was very kind . He took time to get my health history and facts. He told me that it was good that I was in the hospital and told