Number of hospital visits this year thus far: 1
I didn’t include everything in my previous post. The pain began that day, and hasn’t left. I thought it was just cramps, even though it isn’t “time”, and even though they kept getting worse. I shrugged it off like it was nothing. Yesterday after church, Bri and I went to the movies. I had pain again, but I kept thinking that it was just my back/really bad stomach cramps. I shrugged it off again.
When Grandmama took me to get my allergy shot today, I started having pain in my right side and down to my back. It wasn’t like the ovarian cysts I’ve had, as those are typically like amplified cramps and not stationed in the back/on the muscles you use to sit down and sit, etc. Thus, I sat leaning over in the chair in the waiting room with my hands over my eyes, and the back of my hands over my knees. Hurting, tired, feeling sick.
And then I was called in, and after S[1. My wonderful allergy doctor. Really takes care of me well. :)] and Grandmama scheduled my appointment for a day next week (since it was different and going to be around the same time as Papa goes in), G’mama went back into the waiting room, and S asked me how I was doing.
To be honest, my back and side hurt so much that I didn’t know what was going on. I also felt sick, as walking into her room/office made me feel like vomiting. So I told her. I told her because I was in pain, my head was spinning, and I was freaking out! Two doctors of their four doctors were out (including mine), so I got to lay in S’s patient room whilst I waited. She gave me an ice pack and notified Grandmama, who came into the room and waited with me. I had to use the restroom, and since they were planning on a urine sample anyway, I decided it was convenient for them. Once I returned to the room and got situated on the bed again, the nurse for the doctor who could work me into her schedule came in and told me I needed to move to room fourteen. THIS ROOM WAS RIGHT NEAR THE BATHROOM.
Walking to Room 14 was hell, and my back was on fire. I don’t understand what it is about being in pain and feeling like complete shit, but my hair was absolutely horrendous. From that point, if you follow me on Twitter, you know where I was sent.
And that, ladies and gents, is how my Monday went. How did yours go? Personally, mine’s not as bad as it was earlier today. 800mg Motrin definitely has something to do with that.
Another plus is that I got to see my dad today. Judging by when he got there, he literally left as soon as he got my text message stating that I was on my way to the ER. Although he didn’t have to, it was still nice that he went there. I played the full version of Water? on his iPad, which really helped me to pass the time (and helped get my mind off of the pain). I love my dad; I’m a daddy’s girl. 😉
It’s a kidney stone, and it’s supposed to be able to pass on its own. I also have to follow up with a urologist to discuss how to prevent them, etc. I’m betting that the week I spent drinking mostly sodas is the cause of this. 😡
On an unrelated note, Cami did my 6 Sticks meme. Since things happened (pain, exhaustion, etc.), I was unable to do it.
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