Second Stone

This morning around five I wasn’t feeling so hot in the abdominal region. By around eight thirty I was pretty sure I was familiar with this growing painful sensation. Back in 1999, I was treated to the wonder and magic of a kidney stone.

That time I was literally in tears, doubled over in pain. Ninety percent of the time they can tell right away from a urine sample what the problem is, but I was one of the lucky ten percent that they couldn’t, and until they could positively ID the problem, they couldn’t give me painkillers.

This time the pain was bad — Becky said I turned the same ash-gray color — but not quite as bad. Still, on a scale of 1 to 10, it was hitting 8 pretty regularly. This time I lucked out — a history of kidney stones plus the urine sample plus the cat scan gave me away, and I got some sweet sweet morphine a lot faster.

I’m now back at home with some Percoset. All things must pass, they say, but so far this thing hasn’t. Still, the doctor was confident from the scan that it was pretty small and should take care of itself pretty soon. I’m not nearly in as much pain now, even without the meds, so it’s possible it’s moved into the bladder already.

They say that women who have had both babies and kidney stones say the pain of the latter rivals that of the former*. I don’t know if that’s true, but I do know that I’ve been through it twice, both times the pain was horrendous, and both times I was only dealing with a single, small stone. I can’t imagine having to handle a larger one.

It all seems to be under control now, if not completely resolved. It’s my most fervent hope that nobody reading this ever has to go through it once, much less twice.

* — On the other hand, you don’t have to put the stone through college, so there’s that.

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12 Responses to Second Stone

  1. TheAlbatross says:

    I know how you feel about it, but I’m praying for you anyway.

  2. Kitty says:

    You are so hardcore you have rocks inside you!

    Holy crap, man, that sounds crazy. Feel better very soon!

  3. bugink says:

    I heard that sometimes the stones are kind of pretty. You should have this one set into a pinky ring!
    (feel better!)

  4. Anne says:

    Yikes! Looks like you have an addition to the “Worse Pain” contest. At least you can ask for an epidural during childbirth. Enjoy that Percoset! Let’s hope this, too, shall pass…soon.

  5. jerm says:

    Glad you’re feeling better. Hope it passes soon and that you’re back to 100%.

  6. David Thiel says:

    On last week’s “Ugly Betty,” it was revealed that one of the Suarez family’s traditional Christmas ornaments was a glass ball in which her dad’s kidney stone was suspended. Might be a good way of commemorating your second “child.”

    Good luck, man.

  7. Ken Lowery says:

    Sheezus. Cut it out. You’re making the rest of us look like wusses.

  8. That’s not a kidney stone, Dave. It’s Kuato. Start the reactor.

    I have no idea what kind of pain you are in, but as a pain and blood wuss, I cringe just thinking about it. I do like the ornament idea though, as morbid as it sounds. Some kind of badge of honour or something. Take care, bud.

  9. jeffwiles says:


    Get well soon, Dave.

  10. pronoblem says:

    Think positive – at least it is not a hemorrhoid. Get well man! If you need anything let me know I am only 5 minutes away when at work.

  11. Sean says:

    Sorry to hear that, man. I hope you are already feeling better. If not, then I hope you feel better soon.

    One quick comment though, I wouldn’t compare the pain to childbirth around a mother.

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