Often, wake up calls arrive in ways we would not prefer, and they throw things into high gear as we move towards a future we knew we should have been heading from the beginning but yet a form of paralysis of sorts had kept us from ever taken more than a step or two towards that destiny. The latest wake up call for me hit last night a little after 8 when sharp, severe pains in my lower back led to a trip to the emergency room, where thankfully I was diagnosed with only a 4 mm kidney stone. The wave of pains would come and go as my dear friend Bailey, who rushed to my side so I wouldn’t be alone in the hospital after I texted her to see if she could give me a ride home after learning the narcotics that had been given to me would prevent me from driving afterward, unfortunately had to endure seeing a roller coaster of my emotions with our going from conversations about community efforts, hearing me mutter curse words as I tried to fight back tears, joking around about all sorts of things, watching me cringe in pain, and so on. Needless to say, Bailey is amazingly wonderful.
During the short windows of relief, I have tried to do what I can to prepare for what is coming. The waves of pain continued to hit after arriving home around midnight (Thanks once again to the fantastic Bailey for always being there for me). Lemon juice and all sorts of other home remedies entered into my system (but sadly did not stay thanks to radiating severe pain) with hopes the stone would pass. Around 3:47 AM, sleep finally came, and I awoke fearing drinking water or eating any food, for I knew full well what would occur once I began that cycle, so I used the morning hours to prepare for what’s to come with my swinging by the office to take care of a few things, getting last night’s paperwork to my doctor so the suggested ER referral to a specialist could be made, and picking up the prescription of pain medicine that will likely become my best friend soon enough. In fact, I typed most of these words as I waited for that final prep work before I returned home to have a lot of water, lemon juice, and a late breakfast.
All through this, a conversation I had earlier in the day with a friend played over in my mind about how both of us look back at our past, know we have had some great ideas that we may have started them but did not carry them out to completion. The list of mine are long to say the least. There’s the finished first draft of a novel that awaits to be revised. A positive campaign for positive campaigns needing to be continued. The same goes for everything else on the list of New Year’s Resolutions. So many more ideas have come and vanished into wherever past years go.
This year’s New Year’s Resolutions alone could have done wonders for me to help avoid my current predicament. The focus on healthy eating could have led to my not being a glutton on certain food items like peanut butter and heavily salted popcorn, both of which contain elements that can lead to kidney stones. Plus, an increase in drinking water would have so great for me too in many different ways. Both of these should have been on my mind already thanks to two members in my immediate family being prone to having kidney stones, but never did I really check out what foods could possibly lead to these little devils until around 2:00 AM today.
On top of the diet goals, keeping a financial budget would have alleviated my worries of how I will end up paying for the ER visit and future doctor appointments.
These are just the beginning of things too. However, now going with the cliché, when life gives you a bowl of lemons . . .
And now as I work to part with this little souvenir from past decisions, I prepare myself for much better future ones to avoid going down this road ever again. With my being serious about it this time, I like to believe one day I will smile at the mere thought of how something only 4 mm in size redirected my life path. Then again, perhaps a smile is going to far.
This whole experience has also led to my listening to this song repeatedly too to try to find some sort of amusement with these ongoing waves:
And now to continue the grind forward . . .