Yeah, twice. Or was it thrice? All the times I went to the ER, I knew instantly what it was, but I needed the meds for the pain.
First was like a metsican jumping-bean that I caught in the ER. Small, smooth, eh, no problems coming out. Brought my own 2L bottle of seltzer, plus the IV drip, pist it out right there into the little screen-thingy.
Second (third?) one was like a Cocoa Krispie. Brown, jagged, like meteor-rock. Was sent home, actually caught it mid-piss. Felt it coming out, wanted to catch it, and just stopped as it was… “at the exit”… and pulled it out. Talk about perfect timing…
Might’ve been one in-between, in fact I think there was, as that was multi-piece “gravel” that came out.
And I’m always drinking big buckets of limeade, lemonade, plus tea, coffee, etc. Learned long ago that by the time you feel thirsty, you’re already dehydrated. Still, if you’re predisposed to ’em…
And yeah, the pain. Oh, the pain! Already had, and still do, a supply of HC from various procedures, etc. When I went to the ER, I was asked if I took anything for the pain, “Yeah, HC.”. Nurse’s eyes got really wide. “Ummm, where’d you get that from?” “My old stash.” It was a prescription bottle from 5yrs prior. So if I were an addict, it would’ve been gone, oh, 5yrs before, no? She told me to toss the old stuff and actually wrote me a scrip for a new batch!
5 cm, though? That’s a freakin’ golfball…
I could picture the equivalent of…