Jinxed

Well, I have learned my lesson - no month will ever be declared "boring" again! Last Thursday at 6am I woke up with a sharp pain my my back. I thought it was just a failure to evenly distribute my pregnancy weight while sleeping, so I told Chris not to worry as he headed off to catch his bus to work. About 20 minutes later, though, it was clear that I was not going to be fine, and my self-diagnosis was the dreaded kidney stone. I had one when I was pregnant with McKenzie, so I recognized the pain, the throwing up, and my whining like a little kid. Despite recognizing what it was, it still took all day Thursday in the ER, and then all day Friday admitted to the hospital, before the urologist agreed to surgery to remove the stone. (It was not showing up on an ultrasound and they'd rather a pregnant woman languish on heavy narcotics then have an x-ray...)

Anyways, my own grumbling aside, the saddest part was having my kiddos come visit me before my surgery. Kenzie brought me this picture she'd colored. (Top says: "To Mommy From McKenzie." Bottom says, "To Mommy I love you I'm sore [sorry] that you have a kidney stone.") She looked so worried seeing me hooked up to an IV, oxygen, heart rate monitors and who knows what else. Of course I tried to reassure her, but it still was obviously concerning for her.

My little guy was very concerned as well. Even this morning he still told me, "I miss you at hospital!" He got to ride in my bed with me as they wheeled me to surgery, so he did think that was fun ("I have fun in the bed!"), and he also got to ride in the wheelchair with me as I was discharged on Saturday and push the button for the elevator. He was very proud of himself for that. He's still worn out from the ordeal, though, and has gone back to napping during the day. I've just been puttering around very, very slowly. We have some great neighbors around here who have taken Kenzie to school and even brought us dinner a few times, and of course we really owe my in-laws for watching the kids all day while Chris sat by my side in the ER. (Some date! We spent all day together and I remember only a little of it!) Anyways I have an appointment on Monday to have the stent removed, so cross your fingers I will start feeling better after that!