I won't bore you with all the gory details, but I will confirm that it appears the stone is still there. Had a procedure last week, so the doctor could go and "get" the stone. Now we insert a lot of blah blah blah, stone was not in the bladder, yada yada, "NO WONDER YOU ARE HAVING SO MUCH PAIN", blah blah blah...it's lodged.
Now I have a pretty high threshold for pain, but even GRANDY has her limits. So...the fun continues. All the while, life goes on.
Over the last few days, I have noticed that perhaps I have not been myself. It appears that either the pain medication, the lack of being able to take it during the day so I can function in my job, or the dang pain itself is making Grandy a dull girl. I've had several meetings this week (and today is only Wednesday), and had to put my "game face" on. The only problem with that is, when I'm done...I'm DONE.
So while Grandy was in between meetings, had 20 minutes to accomplish 3 completely different tasks, while 4 people were stopping at her desk with different questions, her co-worker made the mistake of asking a question. It was not the question itself she was asking, but rather the fact that I had answered her question, and she had re-worded it 3 different times to see if she would get a different answer. THAT was an unfortunate incident.
This is a VERY sweet lady. She is actually very likeable. I felt short with her, but didn't mean to.
Maybe those warnings where you should NOT mix alcohol with the pain meds should be ignored from time to time. Maybe that would help?? Nahhhhhh...who needs more loopiness?