Well, I have to admit that I exaggerated a wee bit on the size of my stone -- literary license don't y'know. It was really about the size of the head of a wooden match. Big enough. three-and-a-half years ago, I had one that was 15 mm and had to be zapped with ultra sound. I'm glad this one was small enough to pass, because I never want to have to go through the ultra sound thing again. I peed blood for over a week with that one.
Holy crap (or in this case, pee), Phranque! You really scared me with the six-pound reference. Maybe it felt that big. So, we all want to know...all the equipment back in working order now?
Yes, all is in working order. I'm thinking about writing a book about the Yellow River under the pen name of I. P. Freely.
Check out the book I wrote about standing under the bleachers with the pseudonym of Seymore Butts. The sequal is called Brown Speckled Faces. The third book in the trilogy is called Run For Your Life.
I gave birth to a couple of those bastards. It ain't fun!!.. A friend had ultrasound for one and ended up with bruises all up and down his torso. He wanted to kill the doctor.
I am so embarrassed. I need to make a confession.
I am a kidney stone virgin. Oh, the shame.
No need for shame or embarrassment, Rlsco. You are truly blessed...so far! Tain't like the fun of making babies. These babies sneak up on one after maybe years of quiet gestation.
I'm with Rlsco, never had one, never want one. My Dr. told me that I probably never had one because I drink a excessive of fluids. Damn, that beer is payin' off.
Are kidney stones mostly a guy thing? I mean really....to have to give birth to both babies and kidney stones in one's lifetime seems unnecessarily cruel.
