My little sister the state champ!!!!!!

So I know this is old news to alot of you, but I never was able to post on my blog about it so wanted to make sure I did real fast!
Yes, that is right, my amazing little sister is officially a state champ!!! Kyli May McSpadden placed first in THREE events during state track this year! The 100, the 4x1 relay, and the 4x4 relay. Not to mention she placed 2nd in the 200m!! She's seriously amazing and it blows my mind how athletic this girl is!! I think my biggest dilemma this year was having to miss state and was not able to watch these races live. I had previously signed up for a marathon that was the SAME weekend as state track this year. If I hadn't been training all year long then I would have just dropped it and went to state instead. I even had plans to still go to state because it was Thursday/Friday and my race wasn't until Saturday. The problem was getting back in time to check in for the race Friday night, not getting into Utah until around 1 or 2 am and having to wake up at 4am to catch the shuttle for my race up the canyon. I actually was going to do that and then came the back problems. 3 weeks before my race I was in the midst of switching out winter/summer clothes for my kids and pulling bins out of the garage. While my kids were watching a movie I went out in the garage to get some bins, bent over to lift one and had the SHARPEST pain radiate through my entire back like I have never felt before. I couldn't stand up, I couldn't sit down, I couldn't move!! Brooklyn walked up right after it happened and went and grabbed the phone for me. I called Ben and just started bawling that I was seriously hurt, and I don't know if was so much the pain or knowing I had a marathon in 3 weeks and had been training forever for it and now might not be able to run it that made me so emotional. He called my friend Jilll and told her to run over until he could get home, and during that time my other neighbor called to ask me a question and all I could do was cry so she ran over. Along with my neighbor across the street seeing all of this happen she ran over as well, so I had 3 wonderful women helping me until Ben got home. ( i know, I have the best friends/neighbors in the world!) I just sat on the end of my couch and could not believe how bad I hurt. During this time Jill decided to call one of our paramedic friends for advice who lived just a few houses down and he ran over to check it out. I WAS SO LUCKY HE WAS THERE!!! He showed up just a few minutes before Ben and was describing what it could be and what he suggested I should do. Right as he was doing that Ben walked in and knew I was in bad shape. As soon as he walked up to me I started feeling super light headed and dizzy, said so, and the next thing I knew I was waking up to Ryan and Ben leaning over me in my living room trying to wake me up. I started panicking and hyperventilating, couldn't breathe, started shaking like crazy, and my hands started doing this weird thing where i had no control over them and they were cramping up. (guess that's what happens when you're body isn't getting enough oxygen.) I then heard Ryan yelling to Jill to call 911 and before I knew it I was being injected with Morphine, and being carried out onto a stretcher. The guy in the ambulance was super nice, gave me some oxygen and calmed me down to where I was somewhat coherent. He started talking to me about my kids, Ben, my life out in Saratoga...but after a few minutes I started thinking about my marathon, who had my kids while this was all going on, what if this happened or that happened, etc...and I started hyperventilating again. The ambulance guy gave me some more oxygen, calmed me down and all was good again. So weird.
So off to the hospital we went. I was hooked up and given all sorts of weird drugs which I HATE! The feeling of not having control over my own body is the worst to me and to tell you the honest truth, the only thing I really remember about the hospital was the nurse asking me if I could be pregnant, me freaking out and saying, "I better not be!" Crying to my Dad about what was going on with him trying to calm me down on the phone, and Ben and Jill visiting with me until I passed out from all of the drugs. The next few days were a blurr. My mom came and stayed with me but I can't remember most of it. I was brought dinner every night by some wonderful friends, but still wouldn't be able to tell you who brought what or when then came, etc..I guess I pretty much just slept and stared at people with a blanke look for 3 days, ha ha.
Anyways, I ended up going to a spinal doctor who said I have something super common which is called degenerative disc disease? I guess a ton of people have it that don't even know they have it and it doesn't even affect most. It's when the spaces between your vertebra's are to spaced out so it causes back pain and some back spasms. He told me I probably wasn't going to be able to run and of course I cried like a baby the whole way home.
The next morning I went to the physical therapist and he was my saving grace. He had me lay down on my back and put both of my legs out to where my toes meet...wow, my right leg was like 5 inches longer then my left. He had me do a few stretches, pushed and pulled on me here and there and before I know it I heard the LOUDEST pop I have ever heard in my life. Yes it killed, but it was like INSTANT relief all of the sudden. Come to find out I had a SI joint come out and along with the disc disease, the joint that popped out had caused me to have a hard core back spasm. He told me to come in every day that week and we would see if he could get me running by the end of the week. The thing I liked about this guy is he is a huge marathon runner so he totally knew where I was coming from so said, "I'm not going to tell you not to run anymore, that would be like telling you not to be happy anymore." I knew right then and there he understood and I had hope. By the end of the week it was like night and day difference and I attempted running. Funny thing, but it actually helped my back to loosen up and it felt great! I got alot of bad looks and some not very nice comments from people seeing me attempt to still do this after having been taken out on a stretcher..especially my family. My Dad made it very clear that if he got another phone call like that again he was going to be super upset, haha. But I survived and did it anyways!! If you're not a runner and didn't train for something for a year then you won't get it! I did it and was very happy I did it, I would have so regretted it if I didn't.

Anyways, back to my little sister, wow sorry for that tangent! Because of the whole back issue, I was nervous what my body would do on such little sleep with this now back problem I have to deal with so I made up my mind not to go. Let me tell you, I love my sisters more then anything in this world and knew before state even occurred that Kyli would probably win it all, so this was a big big deal that I wasn't able to go watch. Kyli has all of my old high school coaches and everything and I was so sad I wasn't going to make it. You can ask my parents, that phone call telling them I wasn't going to make it was pretty dramatic. I'm a pretty calm person until I hear either my dad's or Ben's voice...then it's all over if I'm upset about something. I couldn't even talk I was crying so hard. Kyli totally understood of course, but i was heartbroken!
The nice thing is i was still able to watch her run live online through idahosports.com, so I still got to see her kick everyones trash!! I don't think I have ever been so neverous for any races in my entire life, counting all of my high school and college races!! She did so awesome and I was the proudest sister in the world. Good thing she still has a year in high school so I can come watch her take home 4 golds next year!! She already has college scouts all over her and I love even more that they are all right now from Utah so I can come watch!
So So proud of you little sister, you truly are amazing!!

Here is Klyi recieveing her first gold metal and getting her picture taken by the Idaho Sportsman. They even had a reporter come and interview her after and posted a pretty sweet artcile in the paper about her. I could on and on about this girl!!