Good Grief, another Kidney Stone

Yes, I supposedly had all kidney stones removed last year ().  

But, around midnight I was awakened with a familiar pain in my side.  Oh, lord, no.  Not again.  I tossed and turned.  No relief. 

Finally, I sit up and realize Holly is sitting up, too.  “What are you doing?” she asked. 
“What are YOU doing?” I respond. 
“Nothing.  Is something wrong?” 
Yes” I answer.  “I think I’m feeling this old familiar kidney stone pain.”  
After some stumbling around and awkwardly getting dressed, I agreed to going to the hospital.  So at 1 a.m. I arrive at the Methodist medical clinic on Studemont street and go through the process once again… 

This time they were quicker.  Not much business, I suspect.  So I got into a room and bed, and was sent to do a CAT Scan within 1 hour.  Sure enough, I had a 3 mm stone on my LEFT SIDE… which is the first time ever on my left side kidney.  But the scan also revealed 3 new stones on the right side just waiting to cause me pain.  

Long story short, they gave me morphine for the pain, but it didn’t really do much.  So they gave me Toradol (ketorolac) which almost instantly did the trick.  Pain disappeared within 5 minutes.  I didn’t experience any side FX as they said it might.  Only woozy-headedness and a little bit of nausea (which I already had, and maybe came from the morphine).  

The doctor said, well, your stone is small enough to pass.  So there is no need for surgery, and no need to stay in the hospital.  You can go home.  

So, at 6 a.m., I leave the hospital and begin walking home.  It’s only about 12 blocks, so I figure I’d just walk home and no wake anyone up to come get me.  It was a cool and pleasant morning anyway, so I head home down the railroad tracks.  I arrive home just as Holly and Ivy are waking up.  So I just jump right into doing chores and daily routines.  

So far so good!  No more pain.  We’ll see what happens next in this ongoing drama of Kidney Stones.