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Apr. 8th, 2016 10:49 pmA couple of weeks ago I had a mild bladder infection. Got a three-day course of antibiotics and felt better, so spent the rest of the time sewing, working on Pennsic stuff, painting sheet walls... you know - life.
This afternoon while shopping for supplies for tomorrow's Great Dark Horde meeting (we're hosting our regional one), I suddenly doubled over in pain, sweating and shaking. Six hours of waiting room hell followed, then a diagnosis - a double kidney infection and the beginnings of what could develop into a kidney stone. Just call me Multnomah Falls, because that is how much water is going to pass over my lips. There shall be no stone-building in MY world!
In the meanwhile I have newer improved antibiotics and hydrocodone in me. Also "Soma". And at some point there shall be sleeping in my future. I hope it is soon because my brain is mush.
This afternoon while shopping for supplies for tomorrow's Great Dark Horde meeting (we're hosting our regional one), I suddenly doubled over in pain, sweating and shaking. Six hours of waiting room hell followed, then a diagnosis - a double kidney infection and the beginnings of what could develop into a kidney stone. Just call me Multnomah Falls, because that is how much water is going to pass over my lips. There shall be no stone-building in MY world!
In the meanwhile I have newer improved antibiotics and hydrocodone in me. Also "Soma". And at some point there shall be sleeping in my future. I hope it is soon because my brain is mush.
