I hate Kidney Stones

I'm getting my posts a little mixed up I think timewise but oh well.  On September 25th I was doing the dishes holding Easton and feeling really gross. Like I wanted to throw up and like I had a bladder infection.  Around 9 I was feeding Easton and started to get this sharp pain in my back.  Now I have back problems all the time.  I have a curve in my spine that drives me nuts.  This was totally different kind of pain because when I moved around it felt no better.

Bryan looked over at me and saw the pain in my face.  He was like what the heck is wrong with you? I laid the baby down on the floor and said I had the worst pain in my back! Then it really started to hurt.  I laid down on the floor and tried to find a position where it felt better and nothing helped.  I started to cry it hurt so bad.  Bryan asked what was wrong and I told him I hurt so so bad in this one little spot in my back.  It felt like someone was stabbing me there.  He was like I bet you have a kidney stone.  After a few minutes on the floor the nausea hit.  And I ran to the bathroom in case I needed to puke.  I did end up puking after awhile.  I honestly have no idea how long I was crying out in pain on my bathroom floor only to stop to puke every once in awhile. It was so awful.  So awful.  Bryan called his parents and his mom came to take me to the ER.  I cried the whole way there and in the waiting room.  Lucky for me they got me back fast.  This guy was in front of me in line and was when they asked him why he was there he said “I have a bad pain” and I was there crying trying not to puke thinking how bad is your pain if you can say it like that!?!?! As soon as they took me back the pain started to get a little better and I was like figures! Seriously? They ran some tests and did a CT scan and found I did in fact have a kidney stone and it was still not passed but almost.  It had stopped moving through so for the moment it didn’t hurt as bad.  They were worried I had an infection from my blood work so they started me on some medicine and got me on some pain meds.  I was in the ER for a couple of hours. 

I have been really blessed health wise (besides in my pregnancies) to not have been to the ER for myself my entire life.  It was really odd getting a CT scan.  It was a odd feeling to be worried what was wrong with me even through I was pretty sure it was kidney stones. I’m so lucky to be in good health!

I can’t describe what having that stupid kidney stone did to me very well but I’ll try.  I don’t think I have ever been that physically exhausted.  Like ever.  I was honestly feeling like I was going to fall over just walking around my house.  I was lucky and my mom came to help me and I really needed it.  If I didn’t have Easton I would have been ok but to take care of a newborn and trying to pass my stone was awful.  My second night home I was trying to get Easton asleep (who loves to be awake until 11 every night) and I was falling into things.  I felt like I was drugged and I wasn’t on any pain meds then. I just needed sleep so bad! 4 days after my ER visit Bryan left me to go hunting.  My mom had to leave too so I was all alone with all 5 kids. It was really hard.  I still can’t believe he left to just go hunt with my nephew. 

My stone was a wake up call to me that I need to take better care of myself.  I take super crapy care of myself lately because I don’t have time to.  I don’t drink enough water and don’t take time to go to the bathroom enough.  Do you know almost a month later my back is still sore right there? So moral of the story- take care of yourself! You don't ever want a kidney stone!!!