Stoner

Friday morning started just like any other morning.

Mad rush and chaos

getting everyone ready, fed, bags packed

and out the door to school.

I dropped off the kids and headed on my way to work.

Then it dawns me that my laptop bag is sitting on the kitchen counter!

URGH!

Which means I had to turn around and backtrack 30 mins to get it.

Irritating to say the least.

So at 8:45am when I finally arrived at work,

I began the mad scramble of catching up.

Well at 9:15 is when my day took a dramatic turn

for the worse.

I'm sitting at my desk and suddenly get hit with excruciating lower right back pain

then excruciating cramping/groin pain.

Then the dizziness, nausea, hot sweats all hit too.

I immediately wanted to die.

I hurried and laid down on my office floor as to not pass out.

Unfortunately I've experienced this nightmare before.

And knew what it must be.

Kidney Stones.

So a long story short,

I took all the strength and grit I had to drive myself to Urgent Care.

I was sobbing and doubled over in pain.

I'm usually a tough cookie.

But this was worse than child labor.

Luckily they quickly got me back to a room where I could

moan, sob, puke and thrash around the bed in private.

They confirmed there were "massive amounts" of blood in my urine

and most definitely I had kidney stones.

They gave me a pain shot in the ole buttocks.

It didn't do a thing.

So later they gave me their heaviest dose in the other butt cheek.

Finally it took the edge off

and sent me to another dimension.

I was so loopy I could barely form sentences.

I was lectured by the Dr that my body was extremely dehydrated and exhausted

and sent on my way with a stash of Percocet

and my handy dandy pee strainer.

I had updated Ryan when I left for Urgent Care.

I told him not to miss work since there was nothing he or I could do anyway.

Luckily he ignored my stubbornness

and showed up there anyway.

Because there was no way I could have driven my drugged up self home

and fill my prescription,

and pick up lemonade/gatorade (Dr said drinking water alone wasn't enough)

and get the kids from school.

I was already half asleep/half dead and wasn't moving anytime soon.

Once I had  pain pills in me,

I could start to breathe and move again.

But now I was dealing with the effects of being high.

Not sure which is worse.

Excruciating pain

or 

dizziness, nausea, drowsiness, double vision, floating.

I opted for the second set of symptoms.

Well life doesn't just stop when you get sick.

I had a baby shower I was hosting  which still had to be set up Friday night.

2 soccer games to juggle Saturday morning

and then the Baby Shower afterwards.

I literally pleaded with God to help me get through all of this alive.

Update: 

Tuesday and I still feel awful.

Any suggestions??

I really don't want to end up back in the hospital.