Here I am on Sunday night at 21:30 (that is 9:30 pm for all of you civilians) just sitting down to write my Stream of Consciousness Sunday post to link up with All Things Fadra.

I get up and take my 8th grader to school every morning. My high school junior takes my elementary school aged kids and drops them off for me since his school is right around the corner from their school. So each morning I get 15 minutes alone with my 14 year old son while we drive to school. It is a nice time where he can spill his guts and tell me everything that is going on in his life without me having to ask.

I HATE mornings. But I LOVE this time of day. I hate that this time of day has to happen so early in the morning but I am willing to get up just early for those few minutes.

On this particular morning my stomach did not feel quite right. I took him to school and by the time I got home I thought I was having a bad set of cramps – which for me is so strange. So I laid in bed for about an hour and then showered before I had to jump on 2 work calls that took all of the morning. Around noon I had to cut my call short because the pain that was suddenly ripping through me was keeping me from concentrating on what my boss was telling me.

I grabbed my purse and rushed out the door and headed straight to my local InstaCare where I was diagnosed with a kidney stone.

What? Me?! No Way!!! I drink at least 8 glasses of water/clear fluids a day (along with my 2 cups of assorted caffeinated beverages). But apparently I was SEVERELY dehydrated and it was without a doubt a kidney stone that was causing all of the pain and problems.

When the doctor asked my what my pain was on a scale of 0-10 I said:

I am really bad at answering this question but let’s say a 4.

When the doctor asked me what I was feeling I looked him straight in the eye and said:

It feels like a giant non-stop contraction ripping my body in two. (Which it really did feel like!)

He responded with:

If this is really a 4, you will be dead at an 8. I am going to say you are at a 10. I am sending the nurse in with a shot to help with the pain.

I think he was right. I was unable to sit down because the pain was so bad, and my blood pressure was through the roof. And to think, I almost went back to bed instead of going to the doctor.

Kidney stones are a strange thing. They said we may never know why I got it, or if I will ever get one again. I am pretty healthy (all of my samples came back clean and in healthy ranges), and I drink a lot of water. Best guess is that moving to a very dry climate my 8 glasses of water/clear fluids just is not enough for me and that I need to drink more.

Let’s just say from this point on when I hear that a friend has a kidney stone I will be there with anything and everything that you need for as long as you need because this may have been the most painful 3 days of my life, and I have 4 kids.

This was my 5 minute Stream of Consciousness Sunday post. It’s five minutes of your time and a brain dump. Want to try it? Here are the rules…

•  Set a timer and write for 5 minutes.
• Write an intro to the post if you want but don’t edit the post. This is writing in the raw.
• Publish it somewhere. Anywhere. The back door to your blog if you want. But make it accessible.
• Link back to this post (feel free to use the SOC Sunday graphic).
• Visit your fellow bloggers and show some love.