This morning things took a turn for the worst, after waking up and getting ourselves ready this morning Jack let us know he felt even worse today than he had yesterday. We got to the exit of the campground where he vomited and we decided to go and find him a doctor. We stayed at the KOA until the office opened and the English store assistant pointed out where the local community hospital was and we cycled over. We may as well have walked such was Jack's pace, decidedly 'Trevorspeed'.
On last nights blog you'll remember I said we'd get some pictures up of Jack's injuries so heres one of me treating Jack's gravel rach and insect bites. Those of you of a homophobic disposition may want to look away now.
We got there and while Tom pissed about for about 40 minutes on the phone to our insurance company to make sure we were entitled to treatment etc Jack was seen by a doctor (below)
Following his examination the doctor determined that the bites dominating Jacks body contained venom and his body was trying to get rid of them be forming an allergic reaction, which is what we thought. This was causing the general discomfort and nausea he'd been experiencing. Furthermore the amount of cycling we've been doing was putting his body under stres and was causing excess amounts of acid in his stomach hence the funny tummy. Some anti hestamines were in order. We decided then to call a halt to the days cycling as Jack wasn't in any fit state and were off to check into a motel after going to the recommended grocery store to get Jack's magic potions.
So we cycled off the few blocks away and as we were going in the Doctor that treated Jack, Jay pulled up. He heard from the nurses that we were Moteling and offered us a place to stay for the night. We took him up on his offer and bought some fruit and headed up over to his house, where I am writing this very blog. His wife Ann has just taken us for Sunday breakfast while we're making the most of the house mainly sleeping and watching TV aswell as sleeping.
The hospital staff who helped us are in the picture below. Jay is the gent rocking the moustache on the right. Cheers for your help if you're reading.
Thats all for now. May get another post out later on this evening.
Until next time Blog Fans, Keep it real like Ian Beale.
Tom
Until next time Blog Fans, Keep it real like Ian Beale.
Tom
It was great getting to know the three of you. I was, as you were, I'm sure, relieved that Jack's pregnancy test was negative in the ER!! Pedal safely and we'll keep watching the blog.
ReplyDelete-The Matzke's of Gothenburg
Chaps, only just found this...Have had a good read through though and looks as if you're having a quality/tough time! Keep going boys- you're doing bloody great.
ReplyDeleteKeep well and ride safe! xx
Nick Hartwell (didn't know how to make a profile thingy)
Hey guys! This is Alex, one of dr. jay's kids. When you get to Lincoln tomorrow you should stop in. We can get you guys setup with some quality food, and a place to crash for the night.
ReplyDeleteI'll be at work all day, but the company I work for is in downtown Lincoln, roughly at the corner of 14th & O street. We're on the second floor of the green building on the corner. feel free to stop in whenever you get to town.
My mom also mentioned you may be in need of a bike tune-up. Or maybe just a tire check? I can think of a few places in town we can check out if needed.
Safe travels!
alex.matzke@gmail.com
Thank you for the picture of two boys in bathroom. As you know the USA does not condone this type of behaviour unless it has occurred by an English and a Welsh person( in which case we believe that this is normal behaviour)
ReplyDeleteWe belong to the NRA and the CIA and the FBI and we will be ready for you when you pass through our indian town of Littleprick as we believe that the one called Jack could easily fit into our community. We are also looking for a cream expert so the one called Tom should fulfil this role quite well. There are many old men in Littleprick that will need creaming every 4 hours.
Remember that once you are over halfway on your trip you could always give up and cycle back to San Fran.
Keep on trucking.
Jack's favourite uncle