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But it wasn't a UTI

Ann asked in the comments if my urine ever turned the hoped-for-blue. I'm sorry to say that it didn't, but it was certainly an unnatural shade of orange for several days. Sigh.

Of course, that course of treatment was for naught, as I painfully discovered Monday evening. I was driving home and felt a horrid pain in my side. I called Steve, who asked me what hospital I was going to. Smart man, that Steve. I drove to the hospital, got triaged, peed in a couple of cups, had an IV drip (with an anti-nausea drug and some delicious Demerol...I shudder to think of how much that's going to cost!), a CT scan and finally left, 5 hours later, with a diagnosis of kidney stones and prescriptions for yummy drugs.

So I've been drinking copious amounts of water all day and trying to catch the stone (yes, that means what you think it means). Sigh. Of course, enforced house boundedness means I've been reading blogs--oh, so many blogs--in an attempt to catch up.

I also started a list of all my knitting FO's from 2005. I'll post it tomorrow, along with a list of UFO's...I wonder which will be longer?

Comments

Anita,
hope the stone has passed--fingers crossed. I am home bound myself today resting with my UTI and taking the tree down.....FINALLY. reading a little, knitting a little and feeling a little better. call me if you need anything. I am not feeling that bad and I can get out if I need to.
Tina

Oh Anita...hang in there. I hear that can be quite painful!!

owie!! hope it all works out ---- ouch! it's a high price to pay for some couch time....

Aiee! My aunt used to get kidney stones a lot, they suck so very much. I hope it passes (relatively) painlessly and you're feeling much better soon!