The Sunday after Thanksgiving, Ry woke up early in the morning with what seemed like flu symptoms. After about 2-3 hours of him visiting the bathroom and then coming back to bed. He finally looked at me and said, "I think you need to take me to the ER." I tried my best keep calm and not panic as I hurried and changed, grabbed the keys, helped Ry into the car, and then drove to the hospital. I dropped him off, luckily at 5 in the morning they weren't busy and we were able to get right in. The day before at Ry's parent's house we'd been talking about appendicitis and that was my first thought, when I saw Ry keep grabbing his side and telling me he had sharp stabbing pains. Ryan couldn't seem to find a comfortable position at all kept constantly moving around his hospital room. The doctor walked in and said, "Well sir, you seem to be doing the kidney stone dance." It was amazing to see how much Ry changed after the nurse gave him a dose of morphine. They took him to do a CT scan and sure enough found a kidney stone. I've heard that kidney stones are extremely painful, but I was just very grateful that Ry didn't need emergency surgery for appendicitis like I originially had thought. Luckily we were discharged from the ER a few hours later with some pain meds.
Ry stayed home from work the next few days to rest and hopefully pass his kidney stone on his own so that we wouldn't have to have to doctor blast it. We went to the doctor's office a week later to follow up to see if he had passed the stone and luckily he did, which meant we wouldn't have to do any procedure to get rid of it and if he gets another kidney stone in the future he should be able to pass it.
I'm so grateful that we have the miracle of modern medicine. I couldn't imagine what we would have done if we would't have been close to a hospital or had medicine to treat Ryan's pain.
