I am at work yesterday and the pain hits me like a smack in the back of the head. Now, I have passed somewhere around twelve of these little boogers so I know what they feel like. So, I run to the potty, cause I ALWAYS "heave ho" when I pass a stone. Then I decide it is time to head to the ER. I get there about 5:15 and do the triage and registration and finally get in a room at 6:30. In the meantime, I am given a large popcorn bucket to throw up in until I can be given medicine to settle my stomach. Anyhoo, the doc doesn't come in until 7:20 and orders pain medicine and phenergan. Whew, it is almost over, I THINK. I don't see the nice nurse with the medicine until 8:oo. I thought I was going to die at this point. I had already covered myself with a sheet with my toes sticking out, ready for a toe tag. After I get the medicine...Ahhhhhh, I am then wheeled off the get a CT scan. Once that is done I have a bag of fluids dripped into my IV.
The doc comes back in with very good news, I passed the stone!! My kidney is a little swollen and irritated, but it just spit out a rock!! And by this time, I was very sleepy and ready to cuddle in for the night. But the hospital had other plans. So, at 9:40 I was sent home.