The good news is I am on the mend. The bad news is I was suffering from kidney stones. I can not adequately explain the pain those little suckers cause. I would gladly give birth to another baby rather than experience that kind of torture. In other words it hurts, bad.
I was going along in life just fine when wham my knees buckled with a familiar pain. My body instantly went into shock. I spiked a fever, my body shook, and I was nauseous. I went to the ER immediately. They have magical drugs there. A CT scan confirmed two evil spawns disguised as kidney stones were making their way through my *ahem* system.
I spent the next few days guzzling water, peeing, taking pain meds and sleeping. Mr. C, bless his heart, was amazing. I don’t even know what all went down but I know I woke next to filled prescriptions, the kids made it to and from school, homework was done and everyone was fed.
I repaid my families show of compassion by almost ruining Halloween. I let pride run rampant throughout my thoughts. I skipped a few doses of pain meds and told myself if I just suck it up I can take the kids trick or treating. Never mind the fact I could barely get out of bed, let alone walk around a neighborhood because I was somehow going to do the impossible.
When the pain became intolerable and I knew I had to raise the white flag, I called Mr. C, who was at work, and told him I was the worst mother ever and threw a first class pity party. I was spiraling deep. He reassured me it would all work out. He called a few minutes later and told me to take my meds and tell the kids to get dressed. His mommy was coming to our rescue.
True to our last-minute nature, the teenager looked up Halloween ideas on Pinterest and the kids put together costumes using items on hand. They worked as a team and without an ounce of my help. I am in awe of the character they showed that day. They even made sure to snap a picture of them as a football player, witch and scarecrow.
When I surrendered myself to the situation I reached out to some friends. They had welcomed our family to their house for dinner and trick or treating in our old neighborhood. I made them aware of the situation and they welcomed my mother in law in my place. Mr. C met up with them right after work and Halloween was saved.
Who knew the world didn’t revolve around me?
The stones eventually did pass and life has moved on. I will forever be thankful for my people and of course, pain meds.