Stone?

I will spare the details, but I am delighted to report that there has been some success on the kidney stone. I suspect that the journey is not yet over, but I am optimistic that it is coming to a close. Fingers crossed, a few more gallons of water and hopefully my body will return to normal. 

Assuming the painful situation dissipates, this weekend we are going to be treated to another band show on Saturday. Although he admits that he does not love the theme of this season's show, Garage Band, he is having a good time and is looking forward to rocking one final time with this group. Next season's theme he will be rocking out to the tunes of the 50s and 60s. While I don't know the songs he is playing in this show, next time I am sure to be singing along. (Not literally, although that would be a lot of fun I'm sure he would be humiliated!)

Have a great weekend!

Still Waiting

 Another 24 hours has passed and the highly anticipated stone has yet to make her arrival. The wait is torture- literally. Over the past two days I have experienced a type and a depth of pain that I have been fortunate enough to avoid during my lifetime.

 I have endured over 30 surgeries, including an amputation. I have also birthed two children. Unfortunately, these experiences don't insulate me from other medical issues and pain. This (these) kidney stone(s) have been debilitating! While my experience with pain has not shielded me from the experienced, I do feel better equipped to ride the waves of agony when they roll through. I've learned that meditation and deep breathing can help with all types of pain, not just surgical or phantom. 

Hopefully today the stones will make their arrival.

Kidney Stone

My plans yesterday were sidelined by the sudden introduction of a kidney stone into my life. I have never experienced passing a kidney stone before yesterday and I admit to panicking when the symptoms first arose. (A tele med appointment confirmed the diagnosis.) I was told what to buy to help with the pain, encouraged to drink a lot of water and asked to follow up in 24 hours if the symptoms don't subside. 

I will spare the details of my experience, but I will share that I have never before felt that type of pain. Robby walked by the bathroom and overheard me crying in pain, which upset him to the point where he called Scott. I didn't ask him to do it, but I am glad that he did. Scott was able to leave work early to pick up the medicine that was supposed to help with the pain. Seeing him drive down the road I envisioned  Lancelot swooshing in to rescue Guinevere. He was my hero!

The medication has taken longer than I would have preferred to work, but I am finally feeling some relief. I still haven't passed the stone, but I am waiting with bated breath. I am hoping to put this ordeal behind me as quickly as possible.

Rock on

 Robby had a great time at his performance.  I am admittedly biased but I think he did a fabulous job. His confidence has grown by leaps and bounds when he takes the stage. Just a few years ago he was nearly petrified with fear before his first show. This weekend he strode onto the stage like a seasoned pro, happy and ready to rock out with his friends. 

The performance was the highlight of our venturing into the community over the past few days. With the exception of going to the show, we stayed home and worked and played around the house and yard. The weather was absolutely gorgeous on Sunday and yesterday, delighting both Timmy and Friend. The pair spent hours running through the yard, chasing a ball and exploring through the woods. 

Today the boys return to school/work (again). After a long weekend, I fully anticipate the obligatory groaning and complaints. Hopefully they will all keep their internal dialog private. Starting the morning hearing the lamenting is a miserable way to kick off the week.