Birth Announcement
Congratulations to me. This morning, at approx. 7:20, I went into labor and by 8:20, I had given birth to a beautiful baby KIDNEY STONE! I had my first kidney stone back in 1999, but, alas, I lost it down a toilet somewhere. This one, though, lies incubating in a little specimen jar in my doc's office until I pass his brothers who are on their way. Yea!
He's about the size of a peppercorn and jagged around the edges like his mama. I named him Jag. It was weird. I woke up this morning and felt funny and drove to work and felt some pain in my kidneys but nothing substantial. As I pulled in the parking lot, the pain and pressure were a little stronger but still pretty dulled. I walked up the stairs and into a meeting and whammo, there was the pain I remembered. Strangely enough, I sat through the entire meeting quietly and tried to listen and then got up and told my deparment head that I thought that I had a kidney stone and needed to go home. He looked at me, and then everyone looked at me and thought that I was pale and insane and needed to leave immediately.
It's not as bad as last time when my boss at MCI made me wait until my lunch break to go to the doctor. 4 hours of excruciating pain, followed by a trip to the doc where I had to wait and then a trip to the hospital where I had to wait and then a ct scan where I had to wait for results before they finally said, "You have a huge kidney stone. Go home." All of this with no medication. Then when I finally got to go home, I still couldn't take meds because I hadn't eaten. After having that experience, today was a piece of cake. Jag was a little one. His bros might be worse, though, so I shouldn't count my chickens I guess.
Now I'm home drinking fluids and waiting for the others to start pushing their way out! In the meantime, I'll do something more painful--grading papers.
He's about the size of a peppercorn and jagged around the edges like his mama. I named him Jag. It was weird. I woke up this morning and felt funny and drove to work and felt some pain in my kidneys but nothing substantial. As I pulled in the parking lot, the pain and pressure were a little stronger but still pretty dulled. I walked up the stairs and into a meeting and whammo, there was the pain I remembered. Strangely enough, I sat through the entire meeting quietly and tried to listen and then got up and told my deparment head that I thought that I had a kidney stone and needed to go home. He looked at me, and then everyone looked at me and thought that I was pale and insane and needed to leave immediately.
It's not as bad as last time when my boss at MCI made me wait until my lunch break to go to the doctor. 4 hours of excruciating pain, followed by a trip to the doc where I had to wait and then a trip to the hospital where I had to wait and then a ct scan where I had to wait for results before they finally said, "You have a huge kidney stone. Go home." All of this with no medication. Then when I finally got to go home, I still couldn't take meds because I hadn't eaten. After having that experience, today was a piece of cake. Jag was a little one. His bros might be worse, though, so I shouldn't count my chickens I guess.
Now I'm home drinking fluids and waiting for the others to start pushing their way out! In the meantime, I'll do something more painful--grading papers.
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