SO! After one night in the hospital, three days of pain medication, passing out in the hospital wheelchair (too MUCH pain medication!), three meals from the Relief Society, general anesthesia to undergo surgery, LOTS of resting on the couch, countless phone calls of well wishes, and passing eight little stones that were once one rather LARGE stone, this is what remains:


One nasty old bruise from where the nurse missed when trying to insert an IV before surgery.
Glad that week from Kidney Stone *#$^% is over. I think I've passed it all, I can't imagine there are more than eight pieces! I asked Brady if he thought it would be alright to post a picture of the stones and he said, "No, it would be gross." I said I thought it would be fascintating. He said, "Not everyone shares your fascination for things that come out of the body." So, if you DO share my fascination, email me and I'll sneak you a picture. I'm not fascinated with everything that comes out of the body. Just kidney stones. And pimples. It's my sickness.
I'm so glad to be back among the living and thank you, thank you, thank you for all of your phone calls, prayers, well wishes, thoughts, flowers (I still need to send you a picture mom and dad!). It really is a small miracle that life is back to normal already.
Now, bring on the bills! (UGH!!!)