Something So Small...

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mykidneystone.jpgThe resolution is kinda crappy, but that's because my camera doesn't have a macro function that I can figure out how to use. That little spec next to the nickel is a kidney stone that my body decided to pass this morning. As if getting to bed at 2:30 am isn't bad enough, at 5 am I was woken up by an intense ache/pain in my lower left back that wouldn't go away. It would increase and decrease slightly in intensity, but nothing would make it go away. I tried a hot bath, drinking water, but to no avail. Having had gall stones before, I knew this felt pretty familiar and was prepared for some sort of news about kidney disfunction. At about 7am I walked over to the registration table to register for my sessions, hoping I could just muscle through the pain until it passed (and thanks, Suzanne for the advil!), but at about 7:30 I knew I just wasn't going to be able to make it.

I walked back over to the reg table and said in a calm voice:

"Excuse me, I don't want to panic you, but I think I might need medical attention."

LOL -- what a freakin' nerd. In any case, the security guard on duty gave me a lift over to the hospital where I checked myself in to emergency. It pretty much sucks to have to go to the hospital in a strange town with no one there with you to comfort you or to take care of the details of checking in, etc., but there I was. The nursing staff were totally awesome, and I felt much better just being in their hands. I got a CAT scan today (enter the doughnut, my son!) which was a trippy experience, but I didn't actually get to see the results of the scan (darn!). All they could really do for me in the end is a) tell me it's a kidney stone (which helps a lot, when you are worried you might ahve something seriously wrong with you), b) give me pain meds (I refused the morphine in favor of ibuprofen -- what was I thinking? But it still helped a lot), and c) let me lay down in a safe place while my body went to work. At around 10 am or so, I passed the stone. What you can't see due to lack of detail is that the little bugger has sharp crystal points on it. I'll see if I can track down a macro from someone or a magnifying glass at the very least to show you later. I felt remarkably better after that, and was discharged at around 10:30 am or so. I walked back to the convention center and managed to get into my session around 11:30 am for the last thirty minutes.

I attended the afternoon session, but to be perfectly honest, I was running (and am running) on 2 1/2 hours of sleep, and I wasn't at my best. I'm gonna crash out now I think and get an early start of it tomorrow morning.

I'm telling you, the only good thing about having a kidney stone attack on the morning of the first day of the conference is that things can only get better from here. :)

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um.... eeeeewww?

so, did you get to poke around in the urinal cake to find this little devil, or does the hospital have some kind of imported Japanese Super Toilet that extracts crystals from the stream, then polishes them into gem-quality stones suitable for use in jewelry?

still.... eeeeewwwww.... :-)

glad it's passed and you're feeling better. Enjoy the rest of OSCON!

Joshua said:

Actually, they brought in a portable commode for me to use, since I was tethered to an IV bag, and the second time I used the ... facility, I saw it splashed up the side of the wall of the basin, so I didn't need to do any fishing at all. I just picked it up w/ a napkin and tucked it away. I know that hospitals often classify that sort of stuff as 'biohazardous waste', so I didn't bother telling them. I wanted to keep it to show my urologist, so he can help me figure out what I need to be doing differently so that I can reduce the likelihood of this happening again.

Trey said:

Drink lots of water, get exercise, and watch your diet. Basically, everything you need to do anyways. But now you just have your body presenting you with even more compelling reasons than before to do so. It's just like my back. I have cursed the pain that a spinal fusion introduced to my life those 20 years ago, but frankly, there's no way in hell I'd be going to the gym twice a week and lifting so much/spinning so much if I didn't have this problem. The pain is a great motivator, and if I go more than 7 days without a workout, BAM, it's right there in my face reminding me what I need to do. Pretty handy, actually!

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