I just got home from an wonderful evening in the local ER
I had the joy of experiencing my second ever kidney stone.
I hope it was my last.
My first was this last Christmas
on the day after Christmas
while we were vacationing in Oregon.
I don't recommend the experience.
Thankfully, I have a wonderful neighbor and friend who was willing to drop everything and take me to the hospital.
I am so grateful for modern pain medications!
The pain of a kidney stone is just...unbearable.
I make noises, cry, moan, throw up, get on all fours in the hospital hallway
and basically make a fool of myself
without caring one darn bit.
My good friend laughed at me several times.
I still love her.
She managed to make me crack a smile a time or two with her stories and attempts at distracting me.
She even sent a text to my kids
at my request
(once the medicine had started to kick in)
Here is what I said to my children, through her:
Your mother is in the ER with a kidney stone in horrible pain!
It reminds her of labor!
If she does not get a Mother's Day card for the pain you have given her over your lifetime
she will write you out of the will and cry all night long.
I am nothing if not subtle.
But, in my defense, I was on narcotics at the time.