As mentioned in the "vile hate-filled" entry below (don't worry Enraged of Worthing I'll save you the trouble), I was hit last weekend with a rather irritating case of Kidney Stones.
In short; Went to bed at 2am on the Sunday morning and felt fine, woke up at 3 and felt like someone was twisting a white-hot knife in my back. There followed six hours of blinding pain, violent sickness, diarrhoea and a couple of instances of passing-out on the floor before I finally gave in and went to hospital where they gave me Morphine (the world went all flaoty and nice and nothing hurt, which was a Good Thing(tm)).
So, after a stay in the Urology ward I was parcelled off home with enough painkillers to fell an elephant and antibiotics aplenty and I've spent the last week off work and on the sofa, which ordinarily would be great. but the residual pain from the stones and resulting urinary infection were so God awful it totally ruined a potentially relaxing experience.
Every medical person at the hospital told me smugly that the pain was akin to childbirth then added with a knowing grin that there's a 20% chance of it occuring again in the next year - way higher higher then winning the fecking lottery - just my luck :|
So, if you get the chance of a week off work due to kidney stones, my advice is to turn it down and take something else (like the plague, as it's bound to less bloody painful!)
