The year came to an end with an unexpected visit to the hospital. It all started on Wednesday of last week. Suddenly, I woke up that night with a sharp pain in my stomach. Strange. I had never experienced a pain like that. I started to feel bad, throwing up and the whole lot. I thought it was a virus, because a few a my friends were sick with something. Thursday and Friday I started to feel better and I didn’t think twice about it, but on Saturday I bumped up against something on the same spot in my stomach and I got dizzy from the pain. I went directly to the hospital…
When I got there they did all types of tests and confirmed that it was appendicitis. The doctor said I was really lucky. It was inexplicable how I hadn’t had a rupture, or peritonitis after having waited so many days. They operated on me that Saturday afternoon and I went home that night. The surgery went really well. It was done by laparoscopy. It was a scare, but luckily everything turned out alright. In fact, I went to Spain to spend time with my family in San Pedro de Alcántara. I’m already thinking about going back to training, although I need to wait a bit longer. If all goes as planned, they told me three or four weeks, but I’m going to take it one day at a time and listen to my body. I’ll do what I can. For the moment, no gym and no lifting weights heavier than six or seven kilos… And hey, I’m following the advice to a T (hahahah).
In a few days I’ll be going back to the US and I’m confident I’ll be able to start training, even if it’s just the putt and a bit of approach throughout the first few days of January. We’ll see. I’m not going to force it. For now, I’m already out of the Bahamas, so I hope to start the year off with Australia. But like I said, we’ll take it step by step.
