i woke up this morning to a sharp stabbing pain in my lower right abdomen. i had been feeling distemperate the previous few days but not like this. the pain ramped up incredibly fast, within a half-hour i was curled in a ball on the floor.
at the ER they repeatedly asked if i was allergic to any medicines, hooked me up to an IV, and gave me a shot of morphine. i wondered if various past misadventures rendered the morphine less effective since it didnt make a dent on the pain at all. another nurse came by with another type of painkiller called garble blah blah and all was much better.
so a bunch of tests later, they think i have a kidney stone. initially they thought it was a ruptured appendix. i'm back home w/ instructions to drink gallons of water and an script for vicodan, which isnt doing diddly for the pain. i'm supposed to follow up w/ my regular dr this week, maybe he can give me a script for garble blah blah.
Brandon said at 12:45 AM 09-09-2001: Poor thing, I had a friend in college who likened passing a stone to passing shards of glass. One of the ailments I really don't ever wish to have.
If you send me an address, I'll send you flowers.
or
If you send some of the painkillers, I'll send $money$
angele said at 2:22 AM 09-10-2001: Ouch that hurts! I've passed several kidney stones since age fifteen. The first time they attacked me, the ER spiked my vein with copious amounts of demerol. The pain fluttered far away and I was too distracted by the soft morphing walls to mind the catheter jabbed inside of me. Perhaps garble blah blah = demerol.
I sincerely hope that you pass that sucker soon. Good luck catching it in that conical filter thingie.
