Well, on October 5 I finally joined the club. Not the fun, cool sort of club - oh no. The "extreme- amount-of-pain-when-will-this-end" sort of club. You know, the kidney stone club.
Thursday night I was getting ready to go to bed when my back started to hurt. A lot. After thirty minutes I decided to take some Ibuprofen. Or maybe more than "some." Maybe 1200 mg. Maybe.
Thirty minutes later things were worse and Robb (who has had kidney stones before), told me to get ready to go to the ER. We called our Home Teacher and asked if he'd mind sleeping on our couch (so we wouldn't have to worry about the baby - and our fabulous HT said he didn't mind at all), and off we went.
We spent all night in the ER, I learned that dilaudid makes me vomit, and I found out that not only did I have a kidney stone, I actually had two - one on each side. Furthermore, both kidneys have more stones inside. The urologist wants to find out why my body is actively creating stones as well as save me some future pain and suffering, not to mention maintain full kidney function, so I'm going in for an outpatient surgery this Thursday. Here's hoping the recovery is swift!
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My husband just had one a month or so ago. I'm so sorry. I had no idea they were so painful until I saw my husband "dying" on the floor. Hope your recovery goes well.
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