When it rains
Sunday February 22nd 2009, 1:23 pm
Filed under: Family

planted by the squirrelsI didn’t blog this yesterday because I wanted to know the outcome first, or at least more of it.

Yesterday morning I looked at my husband and told him, Call the doctor.

He shrugged me off.

What is it with men and calling doctors?

An hour later: Call.The.Doctor.  Or maybe I will if you don’t?  He let me hand him the phone at that. An hour later, he handed it back, not having called, and I thought, well, I can’t make him.

Finally, about 2 pm, he suddenly appeared in the hallway in his bathrobe and croaked, “Urgent Care!” I lightly touched his back as I answered him, and he winced hard.  “Is it your kidneys?” I asked him.  Sam hurriedly hustled him out the door, both of them telling me to stay home and not be exposed to all the things that would be coming through the doors at the clinic. They were right, but I didn’t like it.

So all I could do was wait for the phone to ring; Sam called before they did the CT scan.

They got home hours later.  It was a kidney stone, lodged up where they couldn’t do the ultrasound treatment on it, at least not yet; tomorrow he sees the specialist.  The IV they gave him with morphine made it so he came home feeling a whole lot better than when he left, and he’s to stay on morphine till he gets to the doctor.

My mom mentioned to me that she and Richard (with Richard later confirming it was true for him, too) had spent all that time watching over me in the hospital and had not had their usual amount to drink while they did so; only during lunch and dinner at the hospital cafeteria.  Here people were telling me I was going to have to drink a lot more often once they sent me home to keep from getting kidney stones, because of being an ileostomy patient, but Mom and Richard didn’t think to make sure they got enough themselves.  Goodness.  Poor guy.

I can’t tell you how glad we are that Sam’s here! Can you imagine me trying to drive him to the clinic with that right leg of mine?  No way.  I definitely have incentive now to work on strengthening those muscles. You never know, and she’s not staying here forever.

Hopefully they won’t have to do surgery on him and this too shall pass.

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“this too shall pass” is MEANT to be a pun, right? Because otherwise I would feel very guilty for the slight smirk I got when I read your final line. I hope he doesn’t need surgery, too. Yeesh. Enough is enough over there, you two!!

Comment by amy 02.22.09 @ 1:34 pm

Of course it was! Would I ever skip out on a chance for a pun? Heh. My gut feeling meantime is he’ll be okay without surgery. I just hope I’m right.

Comment by AlisonH 02.22.09 @ 1:39 pm

isn’t it good that this waited until you were able to be up and around on your own? Continued prayers for your recovery and now Richard’s

Comment by shadylady1216 02.22.09 @ 2:28 pm

Keep us posted and hopefully the news tomorrow will be good. Continued prayers for the two of you. Think Gatorade, Gatorade, Gatorade.

Comment by Joansie 02.22.09 @ 2:33 pm

my hubby is the same way. Waits until it is critical and then says it’s time to go to the hospital….sigh

Comment by Carol 02.22.09 @ 2:55 pm

Men! I hope he feels better soon and it passes without incident.

Comment by sonya 02.22.09 @ 3:11 pm

*hugs* & <3 to you both. Yay for Sam!

Comment by Amy 02.22.09 @ 3:46 pm

Prayers for poor Richard. I only hope my girls grow up to be the wonderful daughter your Sam is. :0)

Comment by TripletMom 02.22.09 @ 3:48 pm

This is terrible, after all the trauma of your own illness. My husband has had several kidney stones and I know they’re really painful. The good news is that they can now break them up with lasers, so major surgery is not usually necessary. I hope Richard feels better soon.

Comment by Fae 02.22.09 @ 4:03 pm

Ooh, he didn’t deserve that, after his heroic and thoughtful care of you.

In the ER we used to say that kidney stones were a guy’s equivalent of childbirth pain. Hope he has a good, er, “outcome”.

Comment by Barbara-Kay 02.22.09 @ 4:23 pm

Men! Hmph. He takes such wonderful care of you and neglects himself? Hmph. Hope he feels better. Morphine can be a real gift when there’s pain like that. Poor dude.

More prayers!

Comment by Pegi 02.22.09 @ 4:51 pm

Poor Boo – Donalds last run in with the wretched things was at 11pm on christmas eve a couple of years ago, they are evil and I wish him all the best in getting it out of there as soon as possible
*hugs* to all of you

Comment by Mary 02.22.09 @ 5:12 pm

Good grief! You guys need this like a third thumb! Just remember, everything will come out in the end. A word of warning about morphine. I know this because it has happened to me on morphine. It causes constipation. My doctor recommended Milk of Magnesia for me to counteract that effect.

Perhaps you should share the humor with Richard:

 ~ In Modesto, CA, Steven Richard King was arrested for trying to hold up a Bank of America branch without a weapon.  King used a thumb and a finger to simulate a gun. Unfortunately, he failed to keep his hand in his pocket.

Three friends from the local congregation were asked, ”When you’re in your casket, and friends and congregation members are mourning over you, what would you like them to say?”  Artie said: “I would like them to say I was a wonderful husband, a fine spiritual leader, and a great family man.”
Eugene  said: “I would like them to say I was a wonderful teacher and servant of God who made a huge difference in people’s lives.”  Al said: “I’d like them to say, “Look, he’s moving!”

Because they had no reservations at a busy restaurant, my elderly neighbor and his wife were told there would be a 45-minute wait for a table.  “Young man, we’re both 90 years old,” the husband said. “We may not have 45 minutes.” They were seated immediately.

I was in the express lane at the store, quietly fuming. Completely ignoring the sign, the woman ahead of me had slipped into the check-out line pushing a cart piled high with groceries.  Imagine my delight when the cashier beckoned the woman to come forward, looked into the cart and asked sweetly, “So which six items would you like to buy?”


Comment by Don Meyer 02.22.09 @ 5:26 pm

Best wishes to Richard. You’ve made a good point. Hospitals are dehydrating, whether you’re the patient or the one keeping vigil. Please make sure Sam is taking good care of herself! All will be well . . . .

Comment by Mady 02.22.09 @ 8:32 pm

You two definitely need a new hobby! I don’t care what. Pottery, golf, forging famous artworks, anything but going to the hospital. This was my mother’s comment after the year when she, my dad, and the sister who lives with them all had some sort of surgery.

(Knitting does not count as a hobby for you, because for you it is involuntary, like breathing.)

Comment by LauraN 02.22.09 @ 9:14 pm

I’m really glad you didn’t go to the Urgent Care – my Richard gave me the stomach flu and I have been running to the bathroom for one end or the other for 2 days and he LOVES me imagine what you can get from perfect strangers …

and I think it is not just men but men named Richard who will pull things like that – mine won’t call a doctor either…

feel better soon Richard and both of you and your mom increase your water intake k?

Comment by rho 02.22.09 @ 9:26 pm

Hospitals dehydrate nurses, too. I drink a gallon of water every night when I get home from work! I agree with who ever it was that said that Richard didn’t deserve this after his heroic care of you. I hope that stone gets gone soon.

Comment by Kathy Sue 02.22.09 @ 9:36 pm

Good pun! 😉

I’m sorry your dh is ill. So often, caregivers do neglect their own health while watching over the ones they love. I’ll say a prayer for your Richard.

Comment by Renna 02.22.09 @ 10:14 pm

For crum’s sake! (if you can use the word that way?) So sorry to hear this, careful hugs sent your way. Hope it passes with minimally invasive help.

Comment by Lene 02.22.09 @ 10:21 pm

Oooh, I’ve had a kidney stone, and they are not fun. I do hope it passes soon. Hopefully it won’t repeat.

Comment by Renee 02.22.09 @ 10:27 pm

Oh geez. Hugs. From experience I know those darn things are no fun.

Hopefully it will pass.

Comment by Tiny Tyrant 02.22.09 @ 10:52 pm

A kidney stone takes a lot longer than a few weeks to form. He needs to be drinking about two litres a day from now on. Here’s hoping it is a small one and it will pass spontaneously.

When he catches it (guess how he does that, and he is not to wee in the shower and let it go) he can have it analysed and then you will see how he needs to correct his biochemistry. Not a fine time – a white, sweating man I am betting. Renal colic is one of the worst pains.

Comment by StellaMM 02.23.09 @ 12:54 am

You are just being hit with alot.I’m praying this will pass and he will be okay.(((((Hugs)))))Darcy

Comment by Darcy 02.23.09 @ 1:15 am

Oh my, my hubby, my son and my youngest daughter can sympathize all having midnight runs to the ER with kidney stones!! My FIL suffers too, so in this case there must be a hereditary influence working! I hope his discomfort is over soon! Hugs to all of you

Comment by grace 02.23.09 @ 3:46 am

My goodness – you’re certainly getting your share over there. I’m keeping up with my prayers for you… hang in there.

Comment by Amanda 02.23.09 @ 3:57 am

Gracious, that has to be the last thing. Best wishes to everyone, prayers and good health for you all!

Comment by Vicki 02.23.09 @ 5:11 am

Never a dull moment at your house!!!! Healing {{hugs}} to BOTH of you!

Comment by Sue H 02.23.09 @ 5:19 am

Oh my goodness! I sure hope Richard gets back on the road to recovery quickly. Back to my prayers…

Comment by Jody M 02.23.09 @ 7:32 am

“It’s ALWAYS something! If it isn’t one thing, it’s another!” Okay, without a TV you might not know I’m quoting Gilda Radner. Hope your husband feels better soon. The dehydration issue was a problem at my daughter’s primary school. Without water fountains it’s easy for little ones to come down with urinary tract infections. I used to greet her after school with a juice box, and then made sure there was a glass of water waiting as soon as she got home. BTW, thanks for recommending the pianist George Winston. The clips sounds great on amazon. December sounds like a brilliant Christmas gift idea, too!

Comment by LynnM 02.23.09 @ 8:33 am

Poor Richard! Hope he is on the mend soon.

Comment by Eileen 02.23.09 @ 10:55 am

Hope Richard is feeling much better today already but, I’m guessing this will take a few days to conquer…and not a fun time – for either of you. I’m so glad your daughter is there to help you both!
And on a lighter side, Don cracked us up again and I completely related to the grocery check-out one…and if that were true, how well the cashier handled that! 🙂 Hope the humor brightened the day for both of you as well…in the midst of your pain. Funny how a person can hurt and laugh at the same time…
Best wishes to you all,
and Richard is in our thoughts and prayers.

Comment by Abby 02.23.09 @ 11:01 am

Oh, my! Gil and I do this too! Sure hope that Richard gets over this soon. I know it can be very painful! Poor guy 🙂

Comment by Bev 02.23.09 @ 2:18 pm

No,no,no!The two of you are NOT supposed to be taking turns getting sick!And,yes,it is a good thing Sam is there right now.Do we need to knit a blanket for the two of you with “Drink More Water” intarsiad into it.Because you know we can make that happen!Hope you’re both feeling better very soon!!

Comment by Kim(with kids) 02.23.09 @ 2:56 pm

Oh, NO! Poor Richard – I hope the treatment comes quickly and he feels better soon 🙂

Comment by Jocelyn 02.23.09 @ 3:56 pm

:this too shall pass: I am sorry but that is so funny. I know that a kidney stone is soooo painful. I hope he can pass it soon, without much further ado…
oh man between the two of you lately we have had quite enough excitement! May I recommend camelpacks for you?

Comment by karin 02.23.09 @ 6:19 pm

Thinking good thoughts for him, I hope everything is resolved quickly and with little pain.

Comment by Diana Troldahl 02.23.09 @ 11:19 pm

Uhm, Alison? This too shall PASS? Is this any time to be pun-y, young lady? See you Friday! Email me so we can pick a time and place!

Comment by Laura 02.24.09 @ 12:51 am

Poor Richard! I hope he’ll come through everything okay without surgery.

Comment by AmyS 02.24.09 @ 1:10 am

Poor Richard!
Here’s hoping the silly thing moves into ultrasound range right smartly… and that it then gives up easily and passes as painlessly as is possible. soon.

Comment by Helen 02.24.09 @ 8:26 am

Oh my goodness, I hope your husband is doing better and didn’t have to have the surgery. 🙂

Comment by Toni Smoky-Mountains 02.24.09 @ 10:32 am

I’m glad Sam’s there too. Glad too that Reader goes backwards, so I already know Richard is recovering well enough.

Comment by Channon 02.25.09 @ 1:29 pm

Oh, poor Richard! I hope he feels better very soon, and that the stone passes without them having to do anything invasive.

My hubby had one a few years ago. It hit him t work, then went to the ER, and then he went back to work and called me to say, “Well, I just got back from the hospital…”

Hospital? And you didn’t come HOME afterwards????

I bet Richard as more sense than that, even if it took him awhile to admit he needed help.

Yeah, what is it with guys, and calling the doctor?

More love and good vibes headed your way.

Comment by Paula 02.25.09 @ 3:23 pm

Mmmm….Morphine! Hope the stone passes by itself or they can crack it up with ultrasound. Good think morphine exists…but better to not need it at all. Drink.More.Water! And Richard, do NOT wait to go see the doctor. Just because you are bigger doesn’t mean that you can handle more pain/germs/whatever else comes your way. Glad ‘Sam’ is there to take care of BOTH of you!
{{{{{Alison}}}}} {{{{{Richard}}}}} {{{{family}}}}

Comment by Karen 02.25.09 @ 5:19 pm

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