I was rudely awakened around 2:00 a.m. Wed. with severe pain low in my back and stomach. I thought "food poisoning", but after a few hours of writhing, sweating bullets, and crawling to the bathroom to throw up nothing, I realized it was probably kidneys and dialed 911.
A fire truck, 5 hunky firemen (well, they were hunky but I could have cared less at that point), 2 paramedics and an ambulance arrived within 10 minutes. Took me to the hospital where they hooked me up to every monitor in their arsenal. Yup! Kidney stones, they believe. Pain stopped after I'd been there a few hours and just before my CT scan. I was allowed to come home around 2:00 p.m. with two prescriptions.
They are guessing the stone (or stones) passed through to my bladder, but now I'm worried that the stone just moved or I have more of them, so I'm drinking a lot of water and cranberry juice and taking the antibiotics twice a day. I feel fine physically - mentally is a different story! I cancelled out of this weekend's campout with my group because even though I feel okay, the thoughts of shopping, packing, etc. put me off. Plus, rain is expected and I keep picturing me waking up screaming in the middle of the night and running through the rain to wake up one of my friends.
I'm babying myself. Yeah, I know it's an excuse. Works for me.