Written By: Lauren Howard
My right side has something to say.Â
Mostly it's "OW OW OW OW STAB STAB STAB STAB OW."
If you're familiar with my antics, you'll know I broke my tailbone last year by being audacious enough to walk outside.Â
Every now and then, the break site flares up again, and I take some ibuprofen and get back to my life.Â
It was bugging me while trying on suits for my brother's wedding, but I ignored it. It never totally went away, though. It lingered, got worse, got better, and then yesterday, got WAY worse.Â
Except it wasn't my back anymore. It was my hip and it was screaming and I could barely move.Â
STAB STAB STAB.Â
I hurt badly enough that I laid down in bed in the middle of the day and whined a whole lot.
I started wondering if maybe I couldn't just blame this on past clumsiness. Thankfully, I have a literal phone full of doctors. When the third one said, "kidney stone," I thought it might be time to listen.Â
And by listen, I mean take some medicine and wait it out because I ain't no wimp and, um, I didn't want to to go the hospital.Â
For the record, if you had called me with the same complaints, I would have told you to go to the hospital and not be an idiot but CAN I LIVE?Â
I guess that's up for debate.
I'm markedly better this morning but not quite there yet. I'm trudge-blazing through the day with the hopes of going back to bed soon.Â
I hope your day is decidedly less stabby.Â
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