Rock of Ages

After two days, I’m finally getting a chance to just sit down. The last couple of days have been a whirlwind. For the better part of a week I’ve had pain in my groin and a good bout of porcelain hugging. Thinking the pain maybe from a UTI I made an appointment with my PCP to get some antibiotics. What I discovered was instead of a UT infection I was showing signs of having kidney stones.

Well surprise, surprise . So they sent me to the hospital for a CT Scan, what they found were four stones of various sizes and one stone 17mm by 7mm stuck in the plumbing. Well talk about an overachiever. I’ve never had kidney stones, so this is a first. I had gall stones, but that old thing went bye, bye last year. So there you have it, I’m sitting here waiting for my appointment with the urologist in the morning to see what happens next.
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None of this shit surprises me. I mean, “if it weren’t for bad luck, I’d have no luck at all”. Now some of you may think that’s a piss poor attitude to take. But in the real world you have to be prepared for the inevitable. I know that the damage has been done, and there’s no positive spin I can put on it. So would you rather see me claiming some faraway miracle that more than likely never comes. Or would you rather have me tell the truth and do my damnedest to “adapt and overcome” to the situation? So yeah, I’m hurting a bit. And yeah, I have a little infection. But I’m also sitting here with a gentle breeze blowing against my back enjoying another “blessed day”.