Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Chicago Day 3

Last night my foot started hurting. Thought some rest and ibuprofen would improve it. Not so much.
Woke up and it still hurt.
Gave up on the conference and decided to head back to the hotel.
Got solicited for pot by some employees of the convention center. They swore it would make my foot better. It did cross my mind, but only so I could go back and start talking to exhibitors about drug testing.
Passed on the opportunity and instead came back to my tiny room.
Yep - that 1 1/2 foot space is supposed to be a closet.

Pretty sure my bathroom (and my bedroom) at home is bigger than this.
Ended up having to go to the ER for my foot.
Thankfully insurance in the ER room gets you in quick.
After some Xrays that basically said nothing, but the Dr. thinks it's either tendonitis and/or swelling or the start of a stress fracture.
They can't tell either from an Xray (great waste of money there)
Gave me pain meds and some steroids that should clear up swelling or tendonitis.
If that doesn't solve it then I'll have to go in for an MRI at some point.
Good foot, bad foot
Got back to the hotel and got ready to head over to Navy Pier for a VIP Reception.
Met up with Euan to get a bite to eat. Little did I know I'd be drug across downtown (thank GOD for pain meds)
Saw all the Michigan Ave sights (I'll hit up the stores on Wednesday)

FINALLY found a place to eat and get a beer.

Said our good byes and Euan set me off on another adventure - The L
Got to my "stop" only to find that the construction had put me MUCH farther from my hotel than I thought.
Found Old Town
and what would be the Church of Reverend Faith
Finally made it back to the hotel only to find that I had locked myself out of my room. Great. What other way could have ended this day?

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