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Friday, July 29, 2011

Kidney Stones and lots of Moans



I woke up out of my sleep in pain. Real pain. Pained pain.
The kind of pain that you would trade just about anything to make it go away.

It throbbed.
I moaned.
It pulsed.
I groaned.

Vomit.
Violently.
Nothing stayed down.

What in the world was happening?
Did an alien raid my body?
Was I secretly dying and no one sent the memo?
I was terrified.
I was in pain (I said that, didn't I?)

I couldn't walk.
I could barely breathe.
I was panicked.
My heart began to race.
I was sweating.
I could not talk.

Vomit.
Violently.
Repeat.

All I remember is lying on the bathroom floor near the air conditioner vent.

I called my mom.
Over and over I yelled her name.
She took me to the hospital.
Question after question.
It was like Kaden's visit the week before.

The pain stopped.
I tweeted.
The medicine flowed.
I waited.
And waited.
And waited.

Finally, a diagnosis.

Kidney stones and a possible ovarian cyst.
Just what I needed as I fantasized about a pineapple/mango smoothie from McDonald's.

Moral of the story:

Water.
Drink it.

Your body.
Take care of it.

No one has an extra kidney or ovary to spare just for the fun of it.

I'm going to get healthly.
I'll drink water.
I'll run or jog or walk.
I'll treat my body with a little more respect.

We'll see.
We'll see.



*photo 1: courtesty of howconceive.com
*photo 2: courtesy of edren.co.uk

 
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