Friday the 13th strikes!

It has to happen.
What everybody has been speculating about came true.
At 8 this morning I started feeling the urge to one and two.
By 10 the feeling hasn't stopped. By then there were no
emissions anymore. And then I started feeling nauseous.
I put on my clothes and got on the bus to the emergency at
UCSF. Eva came from work to be with me. She was witness
to my almost climbing the walls, I felt like crawling out of
my skin. I puked a couple of times while trying to force
myself to pee in the pocket urinal.The doctor and the nurses
kept asking me if I was in pain.They said that my actions
through their trained eyes could only mean I was in pain.
But I was not in pain! I only wanted to pee and crap. And
I couldn't! After two of the most uncomfortable hours I've
experienced the doctor finally gave me medicine.Within a
couple of minutes the suffering went away. In another fifteen,
they've done a CAT scan. An hour later the doctor said there
is a 6mm stone in my kidney. It has made its way into the
ureter and probably is on its way to the bladder soon.

I'm supposed to take Flomax once a day for ten days in the
hope of passing the stone. It's 8:30 p.m. and I'm still normal
as possible. The doctor wrote a prescription for Ibuprofen and
Vicodin aside from the Flomax.

I will have to make an appointment with a urologist next week.
When I catch the bleeding stone I'll post a picture.

I don't wish this affliction on anybody.