My husband passed a kidney stone this weekend in the hospital. Friday night in any ER is a nightmare and I'm glad he was able to drive himself. They sprung him this morning. They didn't catch it so we don't what kind it was.
(Wikipedia : Often described as the "worst pain ever felt")
He came back and said *sigh* "I gotta change my diet." I looked at him and I just couldn't resist saying "Well, I hate to say I told you so, but let's just get this over with...."
He laughed.
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