Alright, so some of you may know that I ended up in the hospital two Sundays ago (on the 13th), but you may not know why. I woke up that morning having to pee and it hurt REALLY bad. I had been noticing that pattern. If I have to go to the bathroom early in the morning my bladder will wake me up and let me know. Usually once I go then I'm all good. BUT not this time. I went and then got back in bed. The pain was horrible. I was tossing and turning, trying to go to sleep, and it just was not working. I tried to stand up and I couldn't even do that. So I woke Andrew up. He asked me if I wanted to call my doctor and I told him no. I thought maybe I had really bad gas. My gas usually comes and goes, though. This pain wasn't going anywhere. I finally gave in and he called the doctor. I was crying up a storm when he called my doctor, and I tried to talk on the phone to him. I think he could tell from my voice that I was in pain, and he told me to head to the E.R.
I got to the E.R. and OF COURSE my pain would start to go away after I got there. So annoying. Mainly they observed me. My doctor even "checked" me. Talk about annoying. I mean...I'm used to the one type of exam, but not when they decide to go up the other way. There should be no going up there...there should only be going DOWN. They sent me home after about 3-4 hours. I rested and then I went to church.
Fast forward 4 days. I had been doing great the whole week and all of a sudden on Thursday the pain came back. Excruciating pain! I was just sitting at the school grading papers (thank goodness school was out) and it hit me hard. I thought that I was having contractions or something. I've never felt pains like that. Period pains don't compare. I got in the car and tried to drive myself...while in a ton of pain. I had tried to call Andrew several times because I really didn't know what to do. (Yeah...his phone was on silent and he was asleep.) I drove to Subway because I told Andrew that I was going to pick up some food and I was starving. Shoot, I was in pain but I still gotta eat. After I got my food, I called the women's clinic and they told me to come in.
Went there and they sent me to the E.R. AGAIN. This time my pain didn't try to hide. About darn time. They did an ultrasound on my back and side and the guy found that I had a blockage in my kidney. (They actually found something! I was so happy because it seems like I always have mystery diseases that don't show up on anything for people to see.) I stayed at the E.R. for a while. They pumped some fluids into me and sent me home with some painkillers.
Now what? I have to wait til I pass something the size of a darn pebble so that the pain will go away. YAY! On the plus side, because I've been in so much pain I've been getting super spoiled. The ladies in my ward have been making dinner for me and Andrew. We're going to have a week's worth of leftovers! Awesome!