It was an exercise in hubris, I think.
I've picked up a touch of sciatica, probably from sitting in my chair which is currently missing one armrest while I wait for replacement armrests that actually fit to arrive. And I was congratulating myself on the fact that it wasn't bothering me that much, so I figured that I had a moderately high pain threshold.
Then I got to breakfast with Gretchen. I sat down in the chair there and realized that I was in pain. Rapidly increasing pain, all down the lower part of my left side. I got up, walked around, moved to a bench, and spent a lot of time grimacing. Eventually the pain receded enough that I was able to go back to my seat and eat my sandwich.
When we got home, I headed to the toilet in the hope that this was a nasty gas bubble and that a bowel movement might help. It didn't. Shortly thereafter, I called the nurse line for my health insurance and confirmed that this would be a good time to go to the ER.
Gretchen drove me over there and I checked in. Then I spent some time in the waiting room after they ran me through triage where the pain ramped back up to really miserable. On the infamous 0 to 10 scale, where 10 is "I have just destroyed two knee ligaments", I was in the seven to eight range and not at all happy about it. Finally, right around noon, they led me back to a room to take blood and a urine sample.
And right about then, the pain stopped.
That was a wonderful thing. Not hurting was one of the best things that had happened to me in a long time.
A bit later, I spoke to a doctor who said, "Probably a kidney stone. Let's get a scan to check." One CT scan later, it turns out that I have a pair of lovely matched kidney stones, one for each kidney, although only the one on the left is currently on the march. Apparently, it's fine as long as they aren't moving. Moving, however, hurts a lot.
I now have some fine prescriptions to help me pass the current stone and manage any pain. I was hoping to get by without the pain med, but about 10 PM when we came upstairs to put the girls to bed, my side flared again, so pain med it is!
My pain threshold may or may not be moderately high, but not taking the pain med before trying to go to bed is just stupid. The pain actually eased up fairly quickly and I think I can feel the pain med actually kicking in now.
Yes, yes. This too shall pass.