if you’re wondering why I’m not hiking the PCT today, here’s why:
Yeah, I woke up this morning and saw that, I knew I needed to get out of Squaw Valley and back to medical facilities. I cried a little. The Chief Expedition Medic (my Dad) sugested I go back to the clinic where I was seen on Monday, and that’s what I did.
Thank God for my Angel Kathy! If she hadn’t come right then, I would have rented a car and I might have driven all the way home. But she did!
The clinic took me in and determined that my infection wasn’t responding to the antibiotics! No, really? Time to slice and drain and pack the wound with gauze. Maybe my memory fades, but it might have been the most painful experience of my life.
Until then, I’ll be convalecing at Kathy’s house, probably for a week or more.
But I’m not giving up! I’m not going back to the trail until I’m all healed. One week? 10 days? Two weeks? Whatever it takes. Kathy has said I can stay here all summer, if I need too, but after a week sitting on my scrawny ass, I really can’t wait to be able to walk normally and get back on the trail.
So, I might not post much for a few days. I’m safe. If the antibiotics kick in I should be feeling better soon. Stay tuned…