Last week my wife and I spent a wonderful vacation in
Cancun, Mexico despite a minor setback; me getting sick and not able to do
anything for 2 days. And despite what you might be thinking, “Hey it’s Mexico
don’t drink the water”, that was not the cause of my downfall.
My belief that I can still eat, drink and be as active as I
was 20 years ago was the real culprit here. My ego is a bit out of whack when
it comes to being realistic of what I can and cannot do. Frankly the whole
thing sucks; getting older sucks. Having to watch what I eat and drink sucks.
Having to be more realistic about what I physically can and cannot do sucks.
I told my wife I should buy a t-shirt that says “I am not 25
any longer” before our next vacation and wear it for the first few days. Her reply was:
“I will buy a t-shirt for myself that says ‘You are not 25 any longer’”. She has always been very supportive of my
decisions, even the bad ones.
So no more day long drinking fests of Captain Morgan and
Coke and Long Island Ice Tea’s. Now it’s a Peña Colada after dinner and done.
And dinner is now a piece of plain chicken. I remember Grandma Ruth always
ordered plain chicken no matter what restaurant we went to. We were all just a little bit embarrassed and
all of us tried to convince her it was OK to splurge a little and eat something
that tasted better then plain chicken. Now I know what she was up to. She knew
better than we did: Wise beyond her years.
So, 4 bags of I.V. fluid with medicine (Ranitidine, Butilhioscina,
Amikacin, Ciprofloxacin, Metoclopramide) later and I was back on my feet,
mostly. The doctor at the resort, Dr. Manuel de Jesus Cruz Toledo, who was
fantastic and very nice, recommended I take it easy the next couple of days and
of course I still had to take medicine, ciprofloxacin, twice a day for the next
7 days.
Lesson learned? Only time will tell. J
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