Triplets

Last Saturday morning I woke up with some slight cramping on my right side. I tried to go back to sleep but I couldn't. The pain was getting worse so I thought I would try to take a warm bath. The pain was so intense that I woke David up again and told him I was going to the ER. He told me that I couldn't drive myself. When I told him that I had to because he needed to stay home with the kids, he told me to take some of his Percocet to help with the pain. I thought I'd give it a try, so I took two and waited. The pain still wasn't going away after about 30 minutes so I drove myself to the ER. By the time I got there the pain was pretty much gone. I was feeling pretty drowsy from the medication and decided to drive back home to go back to sleep. I hoped that maybe I could sleep it off till the walk in clinics would open up. As soon as I got back home, Jayden started crying and wouldn't calm down. After about 40 minutes of being up with him crying, I finally laid back down. David was awake and talking to me and telling me to put Jayden back in his crib. He wasn't making much sense. You'll see what I mean later. After about an hour of lying down and trying to sleep the pain came back the second I tried to roll over in bed. I got dressed again and woke David up again and told him I was going back to the ER because the pain wasn't going away. I was the only one in the waiting room when I got to the ER. It was so nice. It did take a little bit to get me registered because they couldn't spell my name right. I was there when I gave birth to Jayden and my name was spelled right so I am not sure what the confusion was. I couldn't get an IV or pain medication till they got it figured out. How hard is it to spell my name? Seriously. I had to write it out for the lady. It took 4 people to get my name spelled right on my hospital bracelet. Anyways, I explained my pain and then I got an IV while I was being admitted and trying to explain my pain to the doctor. I was in horrific pain and finally got my pain meds. They made me pretty sick. I had to put both rails up on the bed because I was afraid I would pass out and fall out of bed. They took me down for a CT scan and about an hour later the doctor came in. She walked in and told me I was having TRIPLETS. I was pretty confused and told her I wasn't pregnant. She giggled and told me that I was having kidney stones. 3 of them to be exact. They gave me more pain medicine and then I was discharged. I forgot to add that shortly after I was admitted, David called me and asked where I was. Poor guy. I told him I was in the ER and he didn't remember a thing about me waking him up several times and what not.

I finally passed my stones Wednesday morning. Two of the were stuck together which is probably why it took so long to pass. David has had kidney stones before and now it was my turn I guess. My poor kids are screwed. It is genetic in both of our families. David was so good to take care of me and the kids while I laid in bed for a few days. The pain is very similar to laboring. The worst part is that you don't get a break between "contractions" and you don't get to look forward to a cute baby at the end. I hope that is the end of my kidney stone adventure. I was able to catch the two stuck together so I need to get them to the urologist to figure out why I got them in the first place. Glad it is over with.