The pox continues. This morning oldest DD woke up at 5:30 crying because her ear hurt. A quick trip to the doc confirmed my suspicion of an ear infection.
Tonight, I was enjoying a bit of well-deserved down time watching My Date With Drew. Hubby pops in about halfway through, and after about five minutes he said "I think I'm getting another kidney stone." 30 seconds later he was writhing on the floow in pain. In about another minute, be was in the bathroom yakking his guts up because the pain was so severe. Having been through this before, I know there;s not much I can do. I brought him a pain pill and a glass of water, and he is now curled in the floor, a withered lump.
I have to honestly say that its hard to take this kidney stone thing seriously. I mean its just a teeny tiny little thing--I've seen them. I mean, for goodness' sake, I gave birth to three wriggly blobs that weighed up to eight pounds (two of them w/in two minutes of each other). DH points out that his parts don't dilate and efface. Still 8 lbs, v. 1/4 oz. It would be hard to take him seriously if he weren't so very obviously in pain. I have never seen anything knock my husband to his knees like this. Hopefully this passes soon, or this will be another very long night in a string of very long nights.
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