January 29 2016

Rock Bottom?

(I’m going to channel the Jew out of my wife here and into me)

Oh vey. Yesterday sucked. Well not that bad but bad enough. So I get back from lunch and go up to my desk and start to feel a pain growing in my side. It reminds me of a runner’s stitch only sharper. I’m thinking I have food poisoning or something and go find one of the less used restrooms in the building to hide on the toilet for a while to let whatever I ate pass.

That wasn’t it. I get up and go back to my desk and sit down again. Only now the pain really kicks in. I feel as if somebody is stabbing me. The pain is pretty intense and in an almost carnal like nature I start pacing back and forth in my cubicle because moving seems to lessen the pain just enough. I try and tuff this out by downing a number of aspirin but at a half hour, they don’t seem to be helping. There is only so much pacing a person can do going up and down the stairs in an office building before one gets tired.

I go back in and try to sit down once more. It hurts too much. I find my boxes laying about my cube and elevate my keyboard up a few feet so I can type upon it while standing. My boss isn’t in so I have to send him an email letting him know I was taking off.

I walk down to the train station and get on the train and find I can sit again. The pain hasn’t gone away but it has lessened enough. Towards the end of the trip however, it kicks in hard again and I find myself having to stand once more and pace up and down the train a bit. Luckily it’s mostly empty.

I manage to get home and take a bunch of ibuprofen and try to take a quick nap on the couch. I wake up and the pain has seemingly gone down to a more manageable level. I go and pick up the kids and stop my the grocery store and come home to fix dinner. Not twenty minutes after dinner the pain starts up again and its stabbing. Finally at around 9 pm, with the kids finally ready for bed, I pass the torch of handling them to herĀ and head off to the emergency room.

What they told me is kind of a pisser, I have a kidney stone.

-Ha ha (at me)

 




Posted 2016/01/29 by TheWriteDave in category "Uncategorized

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