These past two weeks have been everything short of comfortable or calm. I was in triage two weeks ago, from excruciating pain that would not let up for nearly 9 hours. They said it was either stretching pains or kidney stones and sent me on my way with a new belly band to support the growing babe. I felt a bit better the next day, only for days later another “attack” to follow. After an entire two weeks of fighting off these attacks on random days, and getting really sick and tired of crying on the couch like a big ol’ baby – I emailed my amazing OB about it all. Well, let’s be frank, I emailed a lot, because I was worried and the pain level was SO extreme I knew something had to be going on.
I found out yesterday, it is indeed kidney stones that I have been passing, more to go. Who knows how long it’ll take — but my crazy ass is attempting to continue to do it all unmedicated. If you yourself, or know someone who has had kidney stones – the pain is out of this freaking world and always requires drugs to ease the pain. I’ve been up since 4:00am when another attack rolled in and questioning why the heck I haven’t caved in. Oh, that’s right – the baby. So, I’m going to do my best, suck it the hell up and keep on going. The pain is worse than I felt at 7cm dilated with Owen prior to epidural. Some moms say if you can get through kidney stones you can have a natural birth … hahaha. No thanks, bring on the epidural.
So, the hours or random day I feel good I am up trying to tackle as much as I can. Then days like today, I’m pretty knocked out — teary eyed driving Brody to school just praying for relief. But that’s where I am lucky, these boys in my life. Brody + Owen are just amazing – helping in every way and behaving so well (minus a few brotherly fights) it’s been such a saving grace. The hubs? Don’t get me started, I barely have to speak. He sees me shaking in pain and trying to march around sucking it up and he always swoops in the save the day. They really are my rocks (pun intended) Hopefully the rocks in my kidneys continue to make their exit – swiftly.
Lesson learned, speak up. If something doesn’t feel right, get to the bottom of it. Triage sent me home without digging deeper, and two weeks ago I at least could have had peace of mind as to what was going on. My main concern is the little man, I can sit and cry in pain all day long if I have to these next few weeks – but this new addition is our top priority. “Sucking it up” isn’t exactly possible, these attacks leave you on the ground if youre standing – but I’m doing what I can!
So grateful to have answers. So angry my body just cannot get its act together. I am so ready to start enjoying this pregnancy, start shopping (we haven’t done anything!) and get in the nesting mode. For now, I’ll chug my lemon water and grind my teeth in pain. After all, only a bit over 3 more months till I get the sweet reward of an epidural, so eventually I’ll be pain free 🙂