Dare I say it? I'm actually feeling better this morning. Still weak and sore (abdomen) but I don't feel like I'm dying.
I'm not sure if my kidney stone has passed (the soreness in my lower abdomen) but I no longer have blood in my urine.
For the first time since this current kidney stone episode began last Friday, I've been able to eat my normal breakfast of brand, almond milk and strawberries. Taste is still somewhat off but I didn't have to throw away half the cereal like I did a few days ago when I first tried to eat my normal breakfast.
I'm off he painkillers, I can take this little bit of soreness. Got to get my bowels working again, which is the downside of painkillers. They kill the bowel movements.
I'm scheduled to go to work tomorrow evening. I think I can make it.
One thing that isn't helpful is this brutally cold weather, winter making its last blast. Thank goodness we missed the snow that blanketed areas north of where we are enduring day to day living here in southern Delaware. I look out the window in the morning at the stiff daffodils and puzzled robins, trying to figure out why they can't take a drink out of my now frozen bird baths.
This too shall pass Ron.
You know what folks, sometimes I just get so tired of these medical emergencies that I feel like going to sleep and not waking up. But then I think of how fortunate I am that my health isn't much worse, which it isn't. And can you imagine if this happened while I was in California? Or Canada?
Life is a roll of the dice isn't it folks? Here we go for another day.
