I remember getting one when I was 25. The bitch woke my ass up in the middle of the night and I drove myself to the hospital doing 100mph.
I had no clue what was wrong with me, except that my side hurt. The pain made me throw up a few times, and once the pain killers kicked in I fell asleep. 2 hours later the pain was gone, and I ended up pissing out what looked like a poppy seed from a hamburger bun.
I remember how amazed I was that something soo small could bring down an elephant.
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lol.. I never go to the gym without bringing a gallon jug of water with me....and I normally ahve a gallon with me at work.... some people look at me like I am crazy...kinda funny
As you sweat, your body excretes essential salts (electrolytes) such as sodium, potassium, magnesium and calcium. If you drink too much water, you dilute your body’s remaining electrolyte levels even further, which can result in confusion, nausea, weakness, cerebral edema, coma and, in the worst-case scenario, death.
I was in my mid 30's living in rural Nevada when one afternoon I started to feel a little sensation of pain on the end of my manwurst. Having had a kidney stone before I knew exactly what was going to happen. My girlfriend at the time (now my wife) was over. She looks in on my after the amber waves of pain have started. She asks what the heck is wrong and I tell her that it's a kidney stone. For hours I'm just a ball of motion, rolling, no sit down, no stand up, no lie on your back and rock...... With a kidney stone you just try everything to make the pain go away. I'm sweating, I'm rocking, I'm rolling.
My girlfriend asks why I don't go to the emergency room.
"Everyone in this town knows I'm a doctor......aaaahhhhh....ooouuuuuuhhh..... if I go to the ER the doc on call will give me the Cadillac treatment ...... eeeeeyyyyyyyeeeeeeeiiiiiihhhh ...ooo....oooo...ahhh......... my deductible......... ooooowwwwwww... oooww.... is $5000."
Yeah I was young and I figured either I'd get cancer or I'd get in an accident but a five thousand dollar deductible on my medical coverage seemed like a good idea for a healthy young man. I also now knew that if I went to the ER I'd get cat scans, labs, meds, and all I really needed was Demerol. That would easily add up to $3000 dollars.
So I chose to ride it out. My girlfriend gave me an Ibuprofen that I threw up. By about 10 o'clock at night I was getting psychologically very tired and knew I'd have to get up for work in the morning. Just as I was about to give in I felt the pain just suddenly vanish except for some mild soreness. 20 minutes later I pissed out what appeared to be the ball from a ball point pen.
Two things I got out of that: 1. I can always pull rank on the wife when there's a money duscussion with the old "Oh, yeah ? Remember the night I saved us $3000 by riding out that kidney stone ?" and 2. I know exactly how much pain I'm willing to put myself through for a couple of thousand bucks. It's a nice discussion for most folks but for me it's a cold fact: put $3000 bucks on the table and I will suffer a kidney stone for 7 hours.
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I was in my mid 30's living in rural Nevada when one afternoon I started to feel a little sensation of pain on the end of my manwurst. Having had a kidney stone before I knew exactly what was going to happen. My girlfriend at the time (now my wife) was over. She looks in on my after the amber waves of pain have started. She asks what the heck is wrong and I tell her that it's a kidney stone. For hours I'm just a ball of motion, rolling, no sit down, no stand up, no lie on your back and rock...... With a kidney stone you just try everything to make the pain go away. I'm sweating, I'm rocking, I'm rolling.
My girlfriend asks why I don't go to the emergency room.
"Everyone in this town knows I'm a doctor......aaaahhhhh....ooouuuuuuhhh..... if I go to the ER the doc on call will give me the Cadillac treatment ...... eeeeeyyyyyyyeeeeeeeiiiiiihhhh ...ooo....oooo...ahhh......... my deductible......... ooooowwwwwww... oooww.... is $5000."
Yeah I was young and I figured either I'd get cancer or I'd get in an accident but a five thousand dollar deductible on my medical coverage seemed like a good idea for a healthy young man. I also now knew that if I went to the ER I'd get cat scans, labs, meds, and all I really needed was Demerol. That would easily add up to $3000 dollars.
So I chose to ride it out. My girlfriend gave me an Ibuprofen that I threw up. By about 10 o'clock at night I was getting psychologically very tired and knew I'd have to get up for work in the morning. Just as I was about to give in I felt the pain just suddenly vanish except for some mild soreness. 20 minutes later I pissed out what appeared to be the ball from a ball point pen.
Two things I got out of that: 1. I can always pull rank on the wife when there's a money duscussion with the old "Oh, yeah ? Remember the night I saved us $3000 by riding out that kidney stone ?" and 2. I know exactly how much pain I'm willing to put myself through for a couple of thousand bucks. It's a nice discussion for most folks but for me it's a cold fact: put $3000 bucks on the table and I will suffer a kidney stone for 7 hours.
You've made me hurt just reading that. I'm 36. Shit.
I was in my mid 30's living in rural Nevada when one afternoon I started to feel a little sensation of pain on the end of my manwurst. Having had a kidney stone before I knew exactly what was going to happen. My girlfriend at the time (now my wife) was over. She looks in on my after the amber waves of pain have started. She asks what the heck is wrong and I tell her that it's a kidney stone. For hours I'm just a ball of motion, rolling, no sit down, no stand up, no lie on your back and rock...... With a kidney stone you just try everything to make the pain go away. I'm sweating, I'm rocking, I'm rolling.
My girlfriend asks why I don't go to the emergency room.
"Everyone in this town knows I'm a doctor......aaaahhhhh....ooouuuuuuhhh..... if I go to the ER the doc on call will give me the Cadillac treatment ...... eeeeeyyyyyyyeeeeeeeiiiiiihhhh ...ooo....oooo...ahhh......... my deductible......... ooooowwwwwww... oooww.... is $5000."
Yeah I was young and I figured either I'd get cancer or I'd get in an accident but a five thousand dollar deductible on my medical coverage seemed like a good idea for a healthy young man. I also now knew that if I went to the ER I'd get cat scans, labs, meds, and all I really needed was Demerol. That would easily add up to $3000 dollars.
So I chose to ride it out. My girlfriend gave me an Ibuprofen that I threw up. By about 10 o'clock at night I was getting psychologically very tired and knew I'd have to get up for work in the morning. Just as I was about to give in I felt the pain just suddenly vanish except for some mild soreness. 20 minutes later I pissed out what appeared to be the ball from a ball point pen.
Two things I got out of that: 1. I can always pull rank on the wife when there's a money duscussion with the old "Oh, yeah ? Remember the night I saved us $3000 by riding out that kidney stone ?" and 2. I know exactly how much pain I'm willing to put myself through for a couple of thousand bucks. It's a nice discussion for most folks but for me it's a cold fact: put $3000 bucks on the table and I will suffer a kidney stone for 7 hours.
You're a stronger man then I am. I lasted about 15 minutes at the house before I decided it was a trip to the old ER for me, and then I last about two hours there. Mostly because I had to go to another hospital. Because the doctor at the first one was standing in the hall on a phone and kept giving me the old "one finger while mouthing hold on".
The second hospital, though, 10 minutes and they were shooting me up with the a liquid smile. Man that was good stuff.
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