I would like to be funny today.
To balance out the heaviness of yesterday.
I would like to be funny.
But I am in pain.
I have a long history of kidney stones, and late yesterday afternoon?
Familiar twinges in my back.
And last night, I was unable to sleep as the twinges became waves.
Then receded for a bit.
Now returned.
In this moment?
All of my consciousness is consumed with the monitoring of that pain.
I slide a tentative hand to my lower back on my left hand side.
It hurts now, but what if I press . . .
Fuck.
Yeah, that’s bad.
So I am not funny.
I am drinking fluids. Taking Ibuprofen.
And monitoring the pain.
All of my consciousness is consumed with the monitoring of that pain.
I will miss you today.
Because I will not be here.
Fuck.
P.S. If I end up taking Vicodin as I wait for this small stupid stone to rip through my body? Those posts? My Vicodin posts? They might be sort of awesome. Hee hee!
You? Will be missed.
Plus? I am evil because I’m hoping for Vicodin posts.
By the way? I have not experienced this pain of which you speak but friends have. Just give in and take the Vicodin. I’m not even saying it because I want Vicodin posts (mostly) but suffering unnecessarily is just plain BAD.
Not hugging you but sending warm and healing thoughts.
Love you.
Love.
Also? If you get some Vicodin? Send me some, yes?
That would be more love.
Nigel…
will you whore yourself out for any kind of narcotic???
hmmm…i like that in a man.
Darling, I don’t take Vicodin, but I feel like I know him because he is such a frequent commenter on my blog.
The fact that you are posting right now amazes me. You are way too dedicated. Feel better soon!!
I vote for preemptive Vicodin. Down it with a vodka cranberry. Cranberry is famously good for kidneys.
Oh, ow!!
I’ve had a kidney stone before and it’s nothing to laugh about. In fact, with mine, I couldn’t do much except groan. Then cry. Then swear. Stand. Then sit. Then stand. Then lay down. Then scream. I know you get it.
Can you call the doc and ask for some Toradol? That’s what got me through until mine passed. It helped tremendously.
Feel better!
I am remembering being doubled up on the floor after a night of corsets and prime rib…
I do not want that for you.
Although mine was gall bladder, not kidney..they’re still closely related organs.
And I do not want that for you.
Not that my wanting has anything to do with it…
But still.
Love and painlessness.
I’m pretty sure that we have a whole bottle of Vicodin upstairs.
If you want, I could bring it over.
In the meantime, I’m sending you love.
I’m not on Twitter, howeer should you decide to start typing Vicodin induced tweets, I’m in. Giggles.
But seriously? I hope you get to feeling better, and soon! You are my hero by even posting at all. Much love to you!
That should be “however should you” by the way. D’oh.
Feel better soon!
ooooh, goodness, that’s awful. of course, as your demanding fanbase, we wish to hear about every detail. also, we’re funny, which is convenient, as distraction will be high on the top of your list.
love you.
Oh Kris, believe me, I KNOW kidney pain! Take the Vicodin and curl up in a ball. If that doesn’t work, then please, please go to the hospital! This is nothing to screw around with. Sending you much moral support and sympathy. Hope you recover soon!
I am impressed that even when you are not here you got a post up. I hope you get your Vicodin soon. Feel better.
….buck up, people, this is gonna be gooooooooooooooooooooooood.
hang in there!!!