Now, this should be an alarm for most people, but because on Saturday I had a “female” thing happen to me, I didn’t think anything of it. That night I was feeling kind of sick and exhausted, but again I thought it was related to my lady problems. On Sunday, I was feeling worse. That afternoon I had a couple of dizzy spells. Late in the evening when I woke up to feed Jamie I was feeling extremely sick- I was clammy, sweaty, and dizzy. That morning I woke up early to take Jamie to the pediatrician. While we are there, I start feeling super sick again. Very nauseous and dizzy. Only this time, I start getting a pain in my lower back. By the time I’m in the car and ready to get home, I am in ALOT of pain. I somehow manage to get Jamie out of the car, into her swing, and me on the couch. I tried to wait an hour before I woke up Matt to take me to the ER, but I couldn’t do it. The pain was unbearable and I literally felt like I was dying.
Cue in my mom. I call her and tell her to come over right away and that I need to go to the hospital. I wake up Matt and explain to him what’s going on. FYI- I have had 5 kidney stones in the past, so at this point I have already diagnosed myself with another kidney stone. I remember that feeling well- I will never forget it….
I get to the ER and explain to them what’s going on. They, of course, say stupid shit like “Are you sure you just didn’t lift anything heavy?”
Um, guys, at this point I am crying from the pain. I feel like I’m going to vomit my insides out and they are questioning my pain. You can imagine the thoughts running through my head. Anyhow, the PA indulges me in a Catscan and some bloodwork. I will say that they were quick to give me an IV with Zofran and Diloted for the pain and nausea, which was nice. Then they come back in the room and tell me the inevitable- I have a kidney stone.
Actually, they come back and tell me I have two kidney stones. One is 4 mm and in the right kidney on it’s way out- this is the pain I’m feeling. The other is a smaller 2mm in my left kidney and is not trying to move anywhere at this point. The good news is that they sent me home with a painkiller stronger than they gave Matt for his surgery and that I was pretty out of it for two days. The best news is that I passed the big 4 mm stone tonight! Hooray!
I went to a Urologist this afternoon who will be testing my stone this time to see what’s going on. I obviously have a predisposition to these as it’s genetic and I’m about 30 years younger (and the opposite sex) than the average person who gets kidney stones. I’ve known for a while that I don’t metabolize calcium very well so that’s part of the answer, but I’m hoping we can get down to the nitty gritty so that I don’t ever have this problem again!
And by the way, as a person who has given birth to a baby and a kidney stone in the last two months, I will say that the actual pain of the kidney stone contractions are worse than labor pain contractions. HOWEVER, the actual birthing of a baby is way worse than peeing out a kidney stone. AND, I do consider myself an expert on this. 😉