So I still have a kidney stone.
Womp womp.
I almost made it all the way home pain-free until I didn’t. The last hour of the second flight, I was dying.
Well, not literally. Obviously. I’m still alive. Hello there.
I did make it home (late) where I had left over pain pills from my bone graft surgery so that helped me sleep . . . a little. And when I woke up, I knew there was no way in the world that I could wait until Wednesday for an appointment.
I went to the doctor first thing the next morning and guess what?
Well, first off, there were no prisoners there! So that was a bonus. But he came to the same conclusion. I have a kidney stone.
He gave me two shots. He said they would hurt.
I was all Are you kidding me? You can hit me over the head with a brick for all I care right now, just put me out of my misery! A shot? A shot?! SHOOT ME! GIVE IT TO ME! I’LL DO IT MYSELF! DO IT ALREADY! WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR? I SAID SHOOT!!! This is a different reaction to the Jamaican doctor giving me a shot which goes to show you that a kidney stone is different from a urinary tract infection.
One of the shots was for pain (Thank the Good Lord) and the other was an antibiotic. And then I got two prescriptions. One is STILL not available. Apparently no pharmacy within a 100 mile radius has it and so I’ve come to the conclusion that it is exactly what I need and the end-all-be-all cure that is alluding me and it is DRIVING ME CRAZY. The pharmacist told me that it would be $30 for only seven little pills! and acted like that was too expensive and wanted to know was I sure I wanted to pay $30 for only seven little pills?
I’m not sure what happened next, but I think it involved me emptying my purse and throwing all of my credit cards at her and telling her I would pay whatever the cost or here’s an even better idea . . . just take my kidney!
I’m not in any pain any longer (thank the Good Lord), but I am spending the majority of my days and nights in the bathroom.
While I was with the doctor, he asked which hospital I visited in New York because he studied there. When I told him, he started laughing.
Laughing.
This was BEFORE I got the shots.
Which means I was not laughing along. Which shows you how much pain I was in because if someone laughs, I want to laugh too, what are you laughing about, what’s so funny, hahahaha, I don’t know why I’m laughing, but this is contagious, that’s hilarious, oh my side hurts.
But I did not laugh along.
The doc said that the hospital I went to in NYC is where they filmed One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest. Which is about crazy people.
Apparently, it’s a psychiatric hospital. I went to a psychiatric hospital.
This might explain the poor girl who lost her shoe. Maybe she didn’t lose her shoe? She just lost her mind?
So . . .
You know all those times that I’ve joked that I’m a Looney Tune Whackadoodle and just this.close to being committed?
Yep.
It happened.
Kristin!!! You're my hero!! I hope you are pain free ASAP!!!!
Oh my goodness that does not sound fun! I hope you feel better soon!
Oh my word. This is hilarious. BUT I'm sorry you still have a kidney stone. ๐
Oh my word. This is hilarious. BUT I'm sorry you still have a kidney stone. ๐
I'm so sorry you've had to go through this–it sounds horrible! Thank you, however, for making me laugh out loud through your honest to goodness voice filled with humor! This is exactly what I needed to do since I'm switching to 1st grade after 14 years at 2nd! I think I may need to be committed to that psychiatric hospital in NY even though I live in So CA!! Yikes! Heal fast!!!
Oh dear!! This story just keeps getting better… including the fact that you are no longer in pain… I hope the next installment includes that fact that you are kidney stone free ๐
Kelli
I hope you're able to pass the stone soon and it's not too bad. I've never had one but I hope it goes smoothly. I read all about your hospital visit too. I think I would have committed myself just from the stuff I saw if it were me. Doesn't help when the doc is laughing either. You're a brave soul.
OMG!!!! That is too funny!!!!!!! I'm so sorry about your kidney stone though.
Oh my goodness! I'm so sorry. I know that pain – and it is awful! I had one hit last summer when we were in Canada and I ended up in the ER. I also had to miss the TpT conference last summer because I had to have surgery (on the day of the conference!) to remove it since it was too big to pass. I sure hope yours passes quickly, and as painlessly as possible. Stay strong!!!!
Suzanne
Kindergarten Planet
Oh My! You poor thing. I have had kidney stones, several times. Sorry to break it to you, but, they say once you've had one, there is a greater chance it will reoccur down the road. Take it from me, I totally get your pain. It is like no other. Thankfully mine have all passed and I did not have to have surgery. Hope you don't have to go through that again and you were able to still enjoy New York, except for your sketchy trip to the ER. I had a similar experience in an ER in Vegas with a kidney stone several years ago, ugh! Hang in there!
~Laura
Luv My Kinders