What a pain in the...kidney!

Just when you think life is getting back on track, another curve ball is thrown at you.

I'm way behind on entries so bear with me.

Two weeks ago M left for an overnight business trip. As he was traveling home on Tuesday I started to feel weird. I picked up A from school, ran to Target as I had planned and made my way to Z's school for his pick up time. I sat in the parent pick up line for two minutes before I decided to pull him out a few minutes early. My back started to hurt more as the minutes ticked by. It was when we were walking out to the car, all three boys in tow that I knew I was in trouble. I had a kidney stone making it's way out. Not. Good.

Knowing M was on a plane I needed help, and fast. I called my parents, put them on alert and made my way home. I made it into the house and was able to get J in the bouncer before I collapsed on the couch. The pain subsided so I thought I might have been overreacting. I called my parents and told them not to rush. No sooner had I hung up the phone when the pain came back...in FULL FORCE! At this point it was time to feed J. I gathered my strength, picked him up and took him to my bed where I knew I could feed him laying down. As I fed I got on the phone because I knew I wasn't going to be able to wait until my parents arrived. First phone call, the doctor. They told me to come in so they could see me instead of going to the ER. Fine. But I couldn't get there in the 30 minutes they wanted me to so they told me to get there before 5.

Next up, find help. I called 5 friends...FIVE FRIENDS. No one answered their phone! UUUGGGHHH! I was desperate. I ended up calling my neighbor who was home and she took the big boys for me. Then I loaded J into the car and drove myself to the doctor. I must add here that this was not a smart move. May I suggest if you ever have a kidney stone...DO NOT drive yourself to the hospital!! I was writhing in pain, sweating bullets and biting my finger the whole way. Not. Good. Thank goodness J was quiet and just fell asleep on the way over.

When I finally arrived I almost passed out. All I could think was, "Get there by 5. Get there by 5." The clock said 4:25. I knew I needed one last bit of strength to get myself and J up to the doctor's office. I bit the bullet and just did it. I got the carrier out, the snap and go, the diaper bag and flung my arms over the handle to make my way up to the office. Once inside I talked to the receptionist while I laid on the couch. At this point I was soaked with sweat but I knew help was nearby.

The nurses could not believe I drove myself in. Honestly, I couldn't believe it either, but at the time I didn't have a choice. It was bad. Once inside the exam room I felt like I was having an out of body experience. I just remember voices, one in particular asking me, "Adriana, can **** take J? She's really good with babies." I mumbled, "Yes, please take care of him until my parents can get here."

After that it's a blur. My mom arrived and I was in a cold sweat, my dad lifted me into a wheelchair, we made it to the ER, they didn't have a bed for me, and it took forever to get any sort of pain medicine.

The whole ordeal began at 1 and here I was, home at 8:30 and completely doped up. M made it home shortly after I did but I was already in bed for the night.

The next day we went to the urologist only to find out that after looking at a scan of my kidneys I have 6 more in my right kidney and 5 in my left. Awesome.

Last Monday I had lithotripsy done on my right kidney. The doctor was able to zap 4 of those little gems. I'm back to normal and waiting until May 20th when we go after the other little gems in my left kidney...