Emergency Room

So, this week was a little exciting. It was Sunday night and we were having a pretty mellow night at home. Corey's mom, stepdad & brother came over for a few minutes and while they were here Corey said he felt like he had pulled a muscle in his back or something. His stepdad asked him if he had pulled something while skiing (they went the day before). Corey didn't know, but was trying to stretch it out. Then probably not 10 minutes later, Corey was in so much pain he was laying on the bed rolling around. After about 1-2 minutes of watching him attempt to relieve some of the pain (didn't work) I called our sweet friend to come over to give Corey a blessing. Our neighbor is seriously the best! He was in the shower, but not 3 minutes later he was at our house - with wet hair, no socks and out of breath.

Okay, so for those of you who don't know Corey really well let me just tell you that he is the most mellow guy, normally. And, bless his heart, he is about the slowest moving man I've ever met. But, when our friend came over to administer to him Corey was pretty much frantic to have him "get it over with". And that frantic, restless, squirmy behavior continued until he got a morphine drip in him (more on that later).

Once the blessing was over I grabbed our stuff & we got in the car and headed out to the hospital emergency room. (Thankfully our friend stayed with Zaida until my parents could make it to our house.) So, we get to the hospital only after hitting almost all red lights (of course!) - minus the one that I ran. He was in a lot of pain folks! We were expecting relief when we got there, yet were met with maddeningly slow service! They didn't have any beds or doctor's that could check Corey out for probably about 30 minutes. I guess that doesn't seem like a lot, but when your normally calm, composed, chill husband is pacing around, swearing under his breath & absolutely cannot get any comfort or help - it's a little stressful. So, FINALLY we get into a room & a nurse comes in asks Corey 1 question and says "Have you ever had kidney stones?" Nope. "Welcome to kidney stones."

Then the nurse put in an IV and gave Corey some morphine for his pain & he slept for probably about the next 4 hours. He did have to wake up a couple of times to talk to the doc, get a CT scan, ... to apologize, to quit snoring & to tell me he would complete that duplicate K1 tax form. (Corey is seriously funny on drugs!)

Thankfully he passed his kidney stones without too much trouble or fanfare, but it's certainly been an interesting week!