so i haven’t felt all that great the past week or so, i decided to chalk it up to the monthly thing, it was out of whack anyway so i just figured it was something different. monday at work i started to really not feel good and when i got home i probably looked like death warmed over. i attempted to eat something, took more tylenol and went to nicks game. which by the third inning was called due to weather. we got home and i took more tylenol and went to bed. at 1 am i woke up in tears, it felt as if my lower back was going to explode at any moment and that i was carrying around a dagger in my right side. i like to think i have a high tolerance for pain-come on i was filleted for pete sake! kevin took me to the hospital, where they poke and prod and say does this hurt, to which i respond with ‘do you think i would be crying if it didn’t?’
they did tons of tests and gave me pain meds which finally allowed me to lay down on my back. kevin had to leave to get nick ready for camp and while he was gone all i could think about was that he would come back and find me in emergency surgery for something completely random, that thought was followed immediately by, ‘oh hell no, for the first time in my life i am excited to wear a swim suit…i WILL wear said swim suit’
eventually the tests came back and its the kidney infection from hell. alright i added the from hell part but i am sure there is some medical term for that. today i am feeling a bit better, i will attempt to go to work with out pain meds and get everything i need to get done before we take a week off for vacation, a vacation where i will be wearing my swim suit and sleeping on my back!