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a waste of good drugs

Thursday was my wedding anniversary. Brian was supposed to return late but he was home when we returned after a full afternoon/evening of art class, kite-dragging (we picked the only windless day in a month to fly kites), kung fu, and a lecture about victory gardens. So we had a late celebratory dinner of tuna salad and champagne (V had pizza and milk), I read V a chapter in--get this--Olivia Kidney and the Exit Academy, and I was getting ready to finish up the day when I got a horrible backache.

It happened instantly and I was trying to figure out what I might have done to wrench that area when the pain spread to my left side and I was compelled to review my celebratory dinner briefly before flushing it. I couldn't find any position to relieve the pain, so I checked my health insurance card to see what I was supposed to do (I still haven't got a doctor in Columbus. I keep meaning to do that.)

They had a number for my Health Coach. Slowest talking woman in the world. She was puzzled by some mix-up in the file. Apparently someone with my name and address but a different birthday is married to my husband and she thought I would like to clear that up before proceeding. I'm still not sure what a Health Coach is supposed to be. I hung up and convinced Brian to drive me to an emergency room.

And this is where the story gets good, because if you have never been to a suburban emergency room (I had not) they are glorious! I walked in, someone saw me right away (although he did insist that I sit in a chair, while at the time I felt crawling on the floor would be a better idea) and they put me right in a room and drugs right in my arm and this happened in maybe fifteen minutes, tops. Everyone suspected a kidney stone and a CAT scan confirmed that I had a big one, but not big enough for intervention especially since it was almost through. They sent me home with a a sack of drugs but I already feel better. They also gave me a pee filter, which is yucky.


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Apr. 5th, 2009 12:54 am (UTC)
How awful! I hope it passes soon. Hugs - MJ
Apr. 5th, 2009 02:04 am (UTC)
Olivia Kidney and the Exit Academy? Really!?!?! OMFG, the irony didn't hit me till a second reading. That's a GREAT story!

Your post, I mean, is a great story. I don't know from Olivia Kidney. Feel even more better soon, and find a local doctor, wouldja?

Edited at 2009-04-05 02:05 am (UTC)
Apr. 5th, 2009 02:34 am (UTC)
Glad to hear you survived your anniversary! There are, I hear, better ways to celebrate than a visit to the emergency room, but if you're gonna get stuck there, sounds like you got it right...
Apr. 7th, 2009 06:36 pm (UTC)
Well written. Hope the pain has left by now.
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