Speaking of Thom's "patient de-identified" thing here, my wife is off work today so I told her as we left for lunch a little while ago about relaying my above story to you guys. She then reminded me of another kidney stone attack episode I went through just a couple of years before that one.
...Chalk this one up in the "English as a second language" column.....
Same thing...One of those little spiney suckers was cuttin' it's way through that even smaller little tube which connects the kidney to the bladder and evidently has mucho nerve-endings in it.(note to God: BAD DESIGN THERE, DUDE!!!)
Wife drives me to the ER. They admit me in about an hour!(GOOD!)
Wife stays about an hour after that and then leaves for home.(That's cool)
Wife gets home, and takes a nap.(Okay...the lady needs her rest)
Wife wakes up about 2 hours later in kind'a of a groggy state and calls the hospital to see how I'm doing.(What a gal!!!)
After the first two people at said hospital tell her they've never heard of the guy(ME), they finally get a hold of the nurse in the ward I'm in and who HAS heard of me. A little Philippina nurse.(she could tell from her accent)
Wife asks said nurse how I'm doing.
Little Philippina nurse says..."Yes. He in much pain, so we put him to sleep!"
Wife in groggy state no more!
(hand to the afforementioned "Dude" who screwed up his afforementioned kidney to bladder design...this is a true story!!!)
