Last week, I woke up in the middle of the night for some strange reason. I sat up in bed and felt a stabbing pain in the lower part of the right side of my back. I got up to use to bathroom, and I figured that I had slept on my back in a weird way and that my muscles were in a knot.
(Dun, dun, dunnnnn.....)
12-Hours Later - "You have a kidney stone." - 4:00 PM
Then, 12-hours later, I found myself in the office of my OB/GYN - crying, and squirming, and I was delirious because of the pain. I begged the receptionist to let me see a nurse or a PA or someone - anyone; I'm pretty sure the receptionist thought I was a crazy homeless person because, according to my sister, I had mascara running down my face and I was pacing around like a crazy person (I was in pain!)...and according to my sister, all of this topped with the over-sized fleece hoodie jacket that I was wearing made me appear to be a total homeless crackhead to the unsuspecting receptionist at my doctor's office. To my OB/GYN's reception: I am sorry if I scared you. But I was oblivious to how ridiculous I looked and sounded. The pain was felt like a mixture between a typical back pain but this pain somehow felt like it extended into my surrounding organs; the pain also felt like a urinary tract infection, which was why I chose to run to my OB/GYN's office.
The P.A. graciously took me back, gave me some pain medication for my bladder, and she told me that I needed to go to the Emergency Room - she thought that I had kidney stones.
Yep. I had a kidney stone.
36-Hours Later - It Gets Worse - "You actually need surgery." - 4:00 PM
After 24-hours, the kidney stone wouldn't "pass," and I was back in the Emergency Room with a 103-degree fever. They sent me to surgery to put a "stint" my urinary tract (to allow the kidney stone and the infection to drain or something), and I had to have the stint in for 4-days; and HOLY MOTHER OF GOD THAT IS SO UNCOMFORTABLE AND PAINFUL.
I am better now, but I have been absent from my blog for the past two-weeks for 3 reasons:
Kidney stones (and kidney stone infections) hurt like a &^%$
Pain medication makes me a useless blob
Moral of the Story:
Drink plenty of water.
Pray to God that you never have a kidney stone.
A Major Question I Have:
What the hell do single moms do when they have a health crisis and need to go to the Emergency Room? Who watches their kids? Who helps them?
Does your toddler have a "lovey" that she/he is infatuated with? My little daughter is basically obsessed with Abby Cadabby from Sesame Street. And frankly, so am I. What is there not to love about Abby Cadabby? She's basically the nicest fairy; she teaches my toddler how to "share"; and she's BFFs with Elmo. I love Abby Cadabby.
Here is a video of Tessa meeting her stuffed plush Abby Cadabby toy for the first time.
In the second video below is great example of why going down the toy aisle at the store with toddlers (or me) is bad news (i.e., we saw a SECOND Abby Cadabby doll...). So yes, my daughter now has a second Abby Cababby doll, which is completely unnecessary, but I think I was just as excited as she was to see a "talking" Abby Cadabby doll on clearance. The second Abby Cadabby doll "talks"...or at least she used to because I had to take her batteries out before I went crazy after hearing, "Oh hi! I'm Abby Cadabby!" for the 100,000th time (I love Abby Cadabby, but not that much).
Here is the Abby Cadabby Costume that we bought for her for this upcoming Halloween off of Amazon.com:
Abby Cadabby Toddler
I will post pictures of her wearing it once we get closer to Halloween because if I let her wear "Abby" sooner, then she will probably want to eat, sleep, and bathe in the costume, and then it will be all ucky for Halloween.