October 13th, 2010

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I have been SUFFERING from Kidney stones for over 2 months now. My Urologist is nice, but as long as the KS are under 6mm he won't do anything to help me pass them, over than pain pills and other meds. Keep in mind I've passed FIVE so far.

I've gone to my local hospital in Dallas, Texas, 7 times since August 8th, along with weekly visits to the doctor.

On September 20th, I was told the pain I was having was just an infection and "You don't have any more kidney stones." Literally, that's what they said. The urologist said "It looks like you're good to go. Finish the meds then call this number for a 24-hour urine test." Sounds, good, right?

Monday, September 27th I went to bed at 8PM. I wake up at 9:30PM crying hysterically in my sleep from the pain. I KNEW it was a KS. So I manage to throw on a dress and my husband rushes me to the ER.

I get there, and he drops me at the entrance, while he runs inside to ask for a wheel chair. The hospital is 2 miles from our apt, and 1.5 of that is the Interstate. I puked three times in the car.

The police offers says they can't give me a wheelchair because the ramp is messed up and no one can use it.

..wtf?


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tldr: police officer at the hospital doesn't like to give out wheelchairs, or having people scream from pain.

Edit: I decided against my city name since I mentioned where my sister works in the comments.

Edit: I'd also like to point out, the ramp was outside. The outside has about 4 steps UP to get inside, then I could have been wheeled into the ER. Also, the ER has a video game system, and a small room attached that has toys for kids. I think the room used to be where the police would watch, kind of like Baylor Grapevine.

I am taking different diet options to try to help. Haven't changed meds or anything in over a year, so they don't think that's it. So I just wanted to thank you all for your advice and stories. :) My sister's were from vitamins and what-not she was taking when she was trying to get pregnant. Luckily, she hasn't had anymore.

Even though people know KS hurt from what they've heard, unless they've had one they act like I'm being over dramatic. Apparently I have about 4 in my left kidney, and 5 in my right. They're all about 2-3mm though. =/ The ER and urologist have all been surprised I haven't passed them before.
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I lost my wallet four months ago after a shopping trip to our local Giant grocery store. I realized I didn't have it with me when I went home, so I drove back to the store. Checked my cart, checked with the cashier, and checked with customer service. No luck. I immediately canceled all my credit/debit cards and got a new drivers license. I just assumed that it had been stolen. I even called a few days later and was told that nobody had turned in a wallet.

So I was very surprised to find a small package on my front porch when I got home today. Inside the brown padded envelope was my wallet. No note or anything. Just my wallet. Okay, not terrible service. I don't know why it took 4 months to get to me, but at least I have it back and have all my store membership cards that I never was able to find time to replace.

What really bothers me is that when I was going through my wallet, I found two credit cards that do not belong to me. I have never heard of these people and I have no idea what their cards are doing in my wallet. Seriously, Giant? Did someone just go through their lost and found, see a wallet and a couple of random credit cards, and decide it was a good idea to put those credit cards into the wallet?

Edited to add: my wallet zips closed, so this wasn't an issue of the cards just wedging themselves in when everything was in a lost and found box or something.