A long, overdue update

Well what a fun week this has been! NOT. For those of you who still actually read this, I'll explain

We returned from our wonderful, relaxing, fun vacation on Monday evening. I'll post pictures at the end of this post. We had an awesome time. J and I went to the beach pretty much everyday, I got a good tan, which is almost impossible for me to do. We roughed it by sleeping in a tent! Believe me, that was tough for me! I'm a hotel kind of gal. But it was just so nice to be in the middle of nowhere, and not have to think about home once. No bills, no dog, no job searching, just togetherness.

It was short lived.

On Monday, we returned to our house about 4 in the afternooon. J had suggested going to dinner and a movie which I was psyched about. I started getting ready and realized that my stomach just didnt feel quite right. Kind of like I had to go to the bathroom, but couldnt. I told J maybe we should just stay in tonight since I wasn't feeling well. J left to go pick up a pizza, and all hell broke loose.

Before I knew it, I was doubled over in agony with the most horrible pain in my side. By the time J got back, he found me on the kitchen floor sobbing. I begged him to take me to the hospital, because I was pretty sure it was a Kidney Stone attack. So he piled me in the truck and we began driving and all of a sudden the pain eased up. J and I decided it wasn't a kidney stone. We came to the conclusion that I was......Constipated......lovely, right?

So I chugged some prune juice, took some exlax, and waited. The pain got worse and better throughout the night. Finally around 4 am I was able to fall asleep. I woke up the next morning, went to the restroom *blush* and I felt fine!

On Tuesday I did a big Costco trip, cooked some delicious Jambalaya....there wasn't a drop left to photograph or I would have made a post about it! And then....BAM! Pain hits like a friggin mack truck. It was BAAAAAD much worse then before. I knew something was wrong, I just knew it. And all the while J kept insisting that I must just still be really backed up. But I knew better. I finally screamed out "PLEASE GOD JUST SOMEONE HELP MEEEEEE!!!!!" J got right on the phone with 911 and an ambulance came and took me.

Long story short...I puked my brains out on the way to the hospital....Finally got some pain meds (Toridal is a GOD SEND) and had a CT scan....Diagnosis?? A 2mm kidney Stone!! BOOOYA!! I told ya'll!!! I think J feels really bad for not believing me at first and making me wait out the whole day before getting help. But I can't blame him. This experience was nothing like my last stone. The Doc said it was already really close to being passed and I should pass it that night or sometime tomorrow? He gave me a nice little RX for Vicodin, and you would think that would be it, right?

WRONG.

All day Wednesday I was fine. I went swimming, went out for ice-cream, had a good day. Thursday morning rolls around and more intense pain wakes me up out of a dead sleep!!! I was miserable. I had barely eaten, but I took 2 Vicodin. It took the pain away within the hour. But then the nausea started. I was super nauseaous and I was dizzy and weak. I went upstairs to lie down and BOOM. I hit the floor. I passed out apparently, J came running upstairs and was able to wake me up but it scared the daylights outta him!

Anyway, long story short. TODAY...SUNDAY is the first day I have not had pain. Today is the first day I have been able to eat anything. Yesterday I spent the whole entire day in pain and throwing up. That beautiful tan I got on vacation? GONE. I'm still really weak, and tired. I'm not 100% back to myself. But I feel much better today. I guess I passed the stone, FINALLY.So, here I am, hoping that this nightmare is over and I can go back to my normal life. My house looks like Sanford and Son because I haven't been able to clean anything, and it's driving me crazy. I can't wait until I have the energy to clean and gut this house! I've been here almost a year and I still don't really have it decorated the way I want it yet. Slowly but surely.

Anyway, here are some pics from the trip!Please excuse my horridness and no makeup here

Our little fire that J made

Me helping with hot dogs on a stick!