Our ‘Hood just never disappoints when it comes to getting together for fun family oriented activities. This year marked the 3rd year we participated in the Kiddie Tri our dear friends help organize and put on here in the neighborhood. The kids just have the best time, and it is always a blast to watch them try their hardest to make it to the end.
Most of the crew getting ready at the starting point for the running portion of the race.
This year Ana designed the logo for the t-shirts. Super cute!
Kaelan and Darian plotting something.
So, here is how it went down. The week before the tri, Kaelan attended Camp Agape. She spent her days there doing every physical activity known to man, and then came home and played, had horse-back riding lessons, swam some more, played, played, played…..By Wednesday, she started complaining about a pain in her abdomen. She had no real symptoms of anything, so when she told me it had gone away and she felt fine, I let her go to camp on Thursday with a promise that she would take it easy. Right…………
Well, guess what? She didn’t, and when I picked her up from camp on Thursday, I saw her clutching her side as she headed into closing ceremonies for he day. Long story short, we were in urgent care that night and the doctor was certain it was her appendix. Not wanting to end up in the situation we were in the day before Seth’s birth…..oh, the memories make me feel exhausted…….the doctor put her on overnight watch. Any fever, nausea, changes in behavior, we were to bring her to the hospital immediately. Otherwise, they would see her the next day for more tests and possible surgery.
She was fine that night. Fine the next day, so she said, but I could see her favoring her side more and more. Once I conveyed to her that there was no way she was going to camp no matter how hard she worked to convince me, she let the truth out that she was in real pain.
I rushed her to our pediatrician’s office prepared to be sent straight to the hospital. However, good ol’ Dr. C gave us some good news. Her appendix were swollen (as were most of her organs) because she was severally dehydrated. Luckily, Dr. C remembered that most of those same symptoms were there last time (the day before Seth was born….did I mention that before? I just want to make sure you know how awful and stressful having one kid in the hospital while the other is pushing their way out of your uterus can be). Cut to later, after we pumped the gal up with fluids, all was better.
Word to the wise: Kids do not stop and drink like they are supposed to. I recommend an iv line during the summer months. They can just stay active and get their fluids all at once. Okay, I am joking. But seriously, I learned just sending the drinks and having camp counselors make the kids take mandatory drink breaks wasn’t enough.
So, back to the kid tri. That is the title of this post.
I really felt it best for Kaelan to sit it out this year, but she begged and I caved. The only condition was she had to be completely honest about her side pain. If it came back, or she felt ill, we would stop. I threatened her a bit and reminded her to be completely HONEST……you know, the whole “Jesus is listening” kind of honest.
About half way through the running portion of the race, Kaelan stumbled a bit and grabbed her side. “Kaelan??????” I called to her with eyebrows raised. “Are you in pain? Remember be HONEST!!!”. Before I could pull the Jesus card, she stopped dead in her tracks and told me she was done.
She finished the running portion on my back, and we skipped out on the biking part. We headed straight for the pool and drank some water and Gatorade while we cheered our friends coming into the pool for the final portion of the race, a lap around the pool. It was just as fun as participating, if not more.
Kaelan felt better and was able to join her buddies in swimming. Some of the kids thought she was THAT fast and made it to the pool so far ahead of them because she was a stud. Really, she was a stud for making the right choice and being a good sport about sitting this one out.
Plus, she got to swim AND got a chocolate medal and that beats being hooked up to iv or getting your guts ripped out by a surgeon any day.
Kiddie Tri 2012= Success!
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