WARNING: May not be suitable for children or for the intolerant of gross stories
Well, well, well, folks… I had quite the evening last night! It really is amazing how quickly your day can change! Last night all I had planned was to go out with some of my teammates to go celebrate 9 months in to the race. Unfortunately, that didn’t quite happen.
My evening began with the normal routine such as going out and finding my other teammates in the apartment building here in Cambodia to go play and to distract myself for awhile. Afterwards, I went for a brisk run and workout on the ever so wonderful gym located upstairs of the building. After getting all sweated out… I came back downstairs to eat Talia’s delicious prepared meal for us YETI’s. Then after I good exercise of my tongue and stomach I went to go take a shower. So far everything is normal and typical of my day. Nothing is out of whack or anything. Now grant it, my stomach had been a little weird the past couple of days, but nothing strange considering living the way we had been for the year. So I don’t think much of it.
Alright on with the story…. So I hopped in the shower and I was going about my normal cleaning routine and everything was great, I felt fresh, BUT all of a sudden that freshness good feeling quickly evaporated. As I was washing my uh… “bottom,” I noticed something. Something not okay! What I felt is what no person traveling abroad ever wants to feel. I felt a massive growth on the inside of my “bottom (sorry for being graphic, but I want you all to get the whole feel of this story)” Um… that is not okay! That is not a pleasurable thing to find! So I immediately jumped out of the shower and called for my teammate Kari, because she has had quite a bit of medical experience. I started asking her what it is. She wasn’t quite for sure and so she asked to see it. Oh joyful feeling for getting to bond with my teammate! So after a bend and a spread, and well a lot of chuckling too, her and I both narrow down our ideas of what it could be. We decided that it was either a massive hemorrhoid or a hernia.
So by this point, the only thing left that we could do was to head off to a clinic for more info. So Kari and I jumped on a tuk tuk and cruised over to the clinic after many of my wonderful teammates prayed over me! Her and I finally arrived there around 8:30ish pm
and went in.
My doctor was a little Cambodian man who spoke decent English, prays God for that. Otherwise, how in the world do you explain massive growth on “bottom”??? He gave me a gown and insisted me to the bathroom to change. After starring in the mirror of the bathroom for a while trying to build up confidence and to get over any anxious feeling of “I’m about to show my crack to a tiny Cambodian man… oh goody ;),” I headed back out to my little corner and propped myself up on the bed face down. Immediately he went to work, and immediately he stopped after another lovely spread… and said “Whoa, this is a “blah blah” hemorroid and it is HUGE. You need surgery right away.” Oh joy, right?!
So afterwards, I went and got dressed and paid the man his money due.
So Kari and I left and started calling folks to inform them that I needed to get to Bangkok to go have surgery because they won’t do that here in Cambodia. So then all my plans changed for the evening and for the rest of my time here.
So as of today, I am flying back to Bangkok with Becca and Clinton and getting surgery done there. I don’t know much info about it or anything. All I do know is that I have to get it done, because it is starting to make complications for the rest of my body because it is quite large and does take up a lot of room. So please folks be praying for that! I appreciate it a lot!
