Words cannot express how much I was looking forward to yesterday morning. Both boys had school, and my plan was to head home after dropping off Finn at Cottage and enjoy a couple of hours of sheer solitude in my own home – a much-too-rare occurrence. I had a book to read and a nap to take.
However, just as I arrived at Cottage, I got a call from Bruce who said he had a serious stomach ache and hadn’t gone in to work (he’d tried to ride in, but quickly figured out he wasn’t going to make it). My first thought, selfishly, was “No! This is supposed to be my alone time!” But, once I got home and saw his face I knew he was in some serious pain. I’ve been with him when he broke his leg and when he was in the ER for chest pain, and neither registered the kind of pain he seemed to be in yesterday. After a quick call to his regular doc, I took him to the ER.
He was miserable, but we were lucky enough to have arrived at the ER when it was uncharacteristically empty. We got right in to a room and the nurse started a work up. He was struggling so much with the pain that I was having a hard time keeping it together. We had read a bit online before going to the hospital (of course) and we thought he might have appendicitis. Thus, I was wondering WHY ISN’T THE DOCTOR IN HERE YET???!!!
Turns out, it was a kidney stone. Extremely painful, but not life threatening. Once we knew this (and once he had not one but TWO doses of morphine in his IV), we both calmed down a lot. He had a CT which found a 4 mm stone, and we were sent home with some Vicodin. He passed the stone later that evening with no pain (thanks to the aforementioned Vicodin).
Here’s a shot of the actual stone.
Here’s what he said it felt like.
Loved the pictures and get the point, but take a picture of the urethra next to the stone and then one of your va-jay-jay and Finn’s head. I am so happy to know that Bruce is okay and passed the stone successfully. Now lets hope you get a day of rest and reading soon.
good to read that everything went well,
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LOVE to the boys and you, too
Jokke
Best post ever.
ROFLMAO at Jamma. LOVE IT!
Tell Bruce I’m glad he is well now.
My opthamologist keeps morphine in his office “just in case” someone has a kidney stone 🙂 I’m glad Vicodin worked for Bruce…after the morphine.
And I totally, completely and waaaay second Jamma!
Ouch!–how the day unfolded from my perspective.
I awoke in great pain and told Christy I should see a doctor. C. informed me this was her special reading day and that I should “play through the pain”. After she left I blacked out. When I came to, I, through blurry eyes, could make out C. reading, with me as her ottoman (“atta-Man!”, I think she said). I said I needed to go in, to which she replied “let me finish this chapter.” After a stop at Starbucks (“I needs me a latte!”), and Tinzee (“I’m not seeing a doctor with these nails!”), we pulled up to the ER. The rest pretty much unfolded per her description. Thank goodness she was there.
We are just thankful that Bruce is okay and seems to have recovered nicely. I would advise against sex of any kind for about four months just to make sure that there are no sequelae of the trauma. XXXOOO