Apart from attending a spitting contest, or an apple bobbing event, or even participating in a throat singing competition, what other place do most people want to avoid in this time of contagion, could it be a hospital emergency room? Yep!
Sadly that is where I found myself for six or so hours today! Now fear not, those who might care, it was not because of C-19 (my new hip name for this plague) it apparently was due to a kidney stone passing from my right kidney to my bladder. Oh the fun we had this morning as I was seized by the shakes, and experienced pain that I have not felt since my appendix blew back in 1999, and that went septic! To be fair, I was a greater idiot back then, thinking I had indigestion for the entire weekend. By the time I consented to go to a hospital it was just shy of too late for me. Passed out in the examine room, then packed in ice to avoid brain melt down, then a week in ICU for good measure. By the end of the week I looked to be 90, and a survivor from a death camp/death march.
This time was not so be, and boy am I a fan of morphine! It was just the thing to take the edge off of this mornings sweats and shakes. I still feel some pain tonight, but no doubt from the trauma of something too large passing through something so tight.
That all said, I must commend the staff at the General Hospital, and C-19 for keeping the number of people in the waiting room down. It was almost deserted when we arrived, and when we left. Lots of space to spread out away from others. The ER ward was well staffed, and low on patients. Overall just about as much fun as one can have while passing a stone from a kidney to the bladder, from what I can remember. I elected to spend as much time as possible drifting in and out of consciousness, it certainly makes the time fly by!
All in all another swell day in my life, one not to remember!
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