On Monday morning at about 3:30 AM I woke up with a crazy pain in my lower back. I figured it was my back seizing up again, but it seemed to hurt more. I ended up throwing up it hurt so much. And I am not a vomiter. So we went to the doctor's office that morning, where I was diagnosed with a probable kidney stone and given a shot of Demerol. They sent me to get a CT scan, which confirmed the kidney stone. Then I went to the urologist, who decided I should have surgery and to be done with it. So I got admitted to the hospital , where I was deprived of all food and water for several hours until I got operated on at about 10 PM, having received a shot of morphine and a fairly in depth demonstration of how to survive in the Canadian Wild next time I am stranded there along with a wrecked plane and an ax. They ended up installing a uretal stent to help my kidney drain, and I was wheeled to the door and allowed to leave at about 12:30 AM with a couple of prescriptions and instructions to not pull on any strings protruding from my person.
A doped up lobiwan shows off his hospital issue fancy-pants.
A dazed lobiwan is prepped for surgery. Apparently the morphine had worn off, based on the expression on his face.