Six months in and you know what? I kind of love it.
So, it turns out what we all thought was dehydration and exhaustion was actually a kidney stone. !!! Isn't that perfectly dramatic?
So, not Lindsey Lohan. Not after all. (Good thing too, she is going to PRISON!)
I should have doubted my diagnosis the minute the kindly lady doctor with the boggley-eye glasses asked me, Are you sexually active? and I looked down at my pregnant belly and then back up at her face and sort of pondered the cosmos for a minute, searching for the best answer.
I was checked into the Maternity Ward of the local hospital for a few hours after I passed this kidney stone for monitoring of my most awesome charming fetus, and the nurse assigned to me, upon hearing my story, said,
You passed a kidney stone? All by yourself?
And I said,
Well, I had a Vicodin.
And then the nurse's eyes got even wider and she said, breathlessly,
You only had a Vicodin?
Like I was some sort of hero.
(Let's be honest, aren't I though?)
So, I am requesting my Awesome At Being Pregnant card back, and if you please, to upgrade me with an Awesome At Passing Kidney Stones Too card.
Please and Thanks.









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