Update and Getting More Than I Expected

Ah, the kidney stone. Like many births, the time leading up to it was the hardest, and like a grown child, it left with little fanfare.

OK, that was a little corny, but it apparently left at some time since I have no more pain. I'm a little disappointed because I was really curious about what this small object looked like. Yes, it's a little gross, but I am fascinated by odd things.

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A relationship relies on the partners being able to tag-team each other; to help the other out. When one stumbles and loses sight of the big picture, the other is there to offer a hand and be strong. It works both ways. It must.

We help each other grow, nourishing the new-found ideas and abilities. Ever vigilant of the bugs that may eat away at the buds. Teaching and sharing, holding together in safety. Dusting off the day to day grime that can gather on leaves.

He called me his angel shortly after we met. I was here to take care of him and strengthen him for what may lie ahead. Little did I know that he, too, was an angel. He's taught me about life and shown me who I am inside. He's nurtured my small sparks of life and they have grown stronger and taller.

We're together in this garden, with roots entwined, nourishing each other's soul and standing strong against the weeds that sometimes threaten our existance; even when water is scarce and we thirst for the coming rain.

On Giving Birth to a Kidney Stone

What is it with kidney stones? I always thought they were little round objects that passed through the system with little need for worry. Upon doing some research on WebMD.com, I found that they are not nice little round, easily passed, objects. Instead they are crystalline (meaning jagged) and painful when they get to be of much size.

For weeks, maybe a month or so, I've had discomfort and attributed it to any number of internal upsets we humans are prone to. Last week I found out that I am expecting an 8mm "bundle of joy". At least that's what it feels like.

As is usually the case, I have received stories from others about their experiences. "Wow, that's a big one!" The horrible pain, the frustration, the procedures and tests. Thank you for lifting my spirits!

The waiting and wondering, the pain as it moves about. Of course, it's too small to punch me in the side or do aerobics on my bladder, but it definitely has impacted my life, at this time. My doctor told me to expect delivery Saturday, as Friday evening I was in excruciating pain for several hours. False labor?

So, now it is Monday morning and still no sign of it. I continue the consumption of 3+ quarts of water daily and hope for a smooth delivery.