How's Your Kidney Bean?

I would like to announce the arrival of "Ava's 1st tooth"! I was feeding her egg this morning and poked a piece in with my finger- and she bit me. Hurrah! I'm gonna miss that little toothless grin, but it's such a pretty little pearl of a tooth who could complain? I think now would be a nice time to buy a suit of armor for my ninnies.

The ME stuff:
Thanks to plenty of strong pain meds I slept like a rock last night! You could have sent a cymbal playing elephant crashing through my bedroom, and I don't think it would have roused me at all. Jef (who's notorious for nighttime pee-breaks) didn't budge either. And Ava slept all night too!

I've not had any pain meds so far today, and luckily I haven't really needed them. I've been drinking enough water to drown a cow, and I have made it a point to stay up and moving as much as I can without over doing it. I went to Wal-Mart and got diapers and cat litter this morning, because creatures other than me tend to tinkle a lot too.

Can I just say I have the best husband anywhere? I do! I do! What I lucky gal I am to have my Big J. Yesterday morning I shooed him off to work thinking I've been in pain for 8 hours, I can make it another hour until the doctor opens up!

I was wrong. Boy howdy was I ever wrong. I called my regular doc at a little before 8:30 and the nurse on-call answered. She could most likely hear the desperation in my voice, because she was all "honey" and "sweetie" with me as she informed me the doc was at the dentist, and wouldn't be back in til tomorrow. She recommended the quick care clinic in town. I called Jef and was trying to tell him I was going to drive myself there (because I am a tuffnut, dang it) and I broke down into hysterical tears and sobbing. Between lack of sleep and pain I was done. I couldn't find my shoes, let along drive 30 miles to town. Jef came home, we took Ava to my mom's house, and he drove like a maniac to the clinic.

Jump forward to post check-in, urine analysis, the x-rays confirming 2 kidney stones... The doctor asked if I would like a "little something for pain". I was so overjoyed at that proposition that I told him, "Dude, I'd wash your car for some relief!". He had the nurse come in and give me a shot of something-

--Maybe Michell can shed some light on what comes in a big syringe and burns like HELLFIRE when they poke it in your butt cheek, and later bruises like a MudderFudder. Plus it only makes me jabbery and say "dude!" a lot, but doesn't do so much for pain.--

Anyways, a pharmacy trip and a urologist trip later I have 2 stones that are 3-4mm in size. One in the left and one in the right kidney. I may pass them, they may do nothing. I'm peeing thru a strainer which is so much fun I can't stand it. I actually thought I'd passed a stone a while ago. Until I stuck my finger in there and it was a bubble. Eewww.

The really sucky part of all this is that I am not allowed to breastfeed Ava while on the steroids and the antibiotic. Can I just say the look of betrayal on her face this morning when I offered her some formula was heartbreaking. She looked at me like, "But I want BOOB!". I think the egg made up for it though. Perhaps that's why she bit me!

Oh and Deena- Jef is still laughing today over the power line comment. That's too funny girl!! No, we don't live under and power lines, but Jef did play in an abandoned nuclear lab as a kid. I don't know what my deal is! :D

--The Milk Maid says where's the beef?