Thanksgiving Day started out as any normal holiday with a trip to eat with my family and then on to Jonathan's family. I felt bad all day and was barely sociable. I couldn't wait to get home and go to bed! As I finally made it to bed, I told Jonathan I felt kind of "crampy". Not sure how else to describe it. A few short minutes later, I was doubled over in pain. I was sure someone was stabbing me in the lower back, left side. I tried to be tough...and eventually fell asleep face down on all fours. I actually think I passed out. I woke up again around 3 a.m. with the same stabbing pain. We decided it was time to head to the hospital. After many hours of tests, tears, and meds, it was determined I had a kidney stone! 6 mm to be exact! After spending the next 3 days in the hospital being pumped full of fluids with the hope of passing the stone, my OB sent me to Norton's in Louisville so that a urologist could determine the next step. Turns out, there is little to no chance I would be able to pass the stone. Then a decision had to be made: 1) Suffer through the next few months while living on pain meds, 2) Do a lithrotripsy to blast the stones out, which would expose Avery to serious radiation, or 3) Put a stent in the uteter to adequately drain the kidney that would otherwise be blocked by the 6 mm stone. Of course we chose option 3.
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