Well, in spite of the twist on the title of this point – yeah, it might be nice to experience “better living thru chemistry” – the “stones” are real… Kidney Stones…. going on 2 weeks (as of today, actually)… I’ve got some meds but they just dull the pain…

I’ve had a lot of people ask what it feels like, express their symapthy and even more that have said they have had them and agree with the “worst pain ever – more than child birth” statement. I’ve drank so much water last few weeks I shudder to think what the water bill is going to be . Tried the lemons, grapes, cranberry, etc methods to help either soften the stone, or disolve it, but so far, it’s a stubborn beasty and it’s hanging on tight…

The alarm that goes off on the iPhone every 4 hours to tell me to take another pill has become such a routine, that we’ve made a song out of the alarm tone…. something like “it’s time to… take Chris’ happy pill…..” (those with an iPhone, play the xylophone tone and sing along!)

Spencer is not happy to learn that my Dad has had them (quite a few times), and with me now, that the prospect that he’s next are not appealing… Especially when once he asked, I started explaining what they are and just how they hurt… he doubled over in sympathy pains. Like when guys watch those “funniest home video shows” that inevitably involve some poor guy getting punched/smacked/hit in the groin – every man twinges a little bit in sympathy…

So… alarm is going off, time to take a happy pill… later all!