I've been listening to my phones ring -- both home and cell -- for the last 3 hours. And, no, I'm not answering them, because I know it's my sister. She insists on calling me when she's drunk, and I just don't feel like talking to her tonight.
Well, to be fair, I really don't feel like talking to anyone right now.
I've been alternating between stress and depression for the last couple of days, which makes me extremely tired. I woke up around 8:00 this morning, took my pills, had some yogurt, and went back to bed. Didn't get up again until 1:00, and that's only because my mother called. I decided to stay up, and headed over to the hospital.
gunthar passed his third kidney stone today. Yes, this is very unusual. Normally he gets one kidney stone every year or two, and that's very painful as it is.
He passed one last Saturday, when we went into Fairview-Ridges, and a second the next day. I think the installation of the stint on Monday actually kept the third one from getting through, so it's been sitting in there causing pain for a week. Did I say we're never going back to that place again? Let me repeat -- never. again.
They're talking about letting him go home tomorrow. I don't know if that's going to change at all, considering he just passed another stone. Since they didn't see this one on the last CAT scan, I'm thinking this one was hiding. Hopefully it's the last one, and he can actually start feeling better.
If I could, I would take tomorrow off. but I think I'd just end up sleeping. Not a good thing. I think I've just had so much stress from my own procedures, and all of a sudden had my support system ripped out from under me. Not to mention, he needs an awful lot of support to go through this situation, and he's getting precious little from me.
I really need a vacation.