TheAxeman
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On sunday afternoon I decided to take off on the bike for a bit. As I was cruising down the road I was suddenly struck by a violent pain in my left kidney that almost dropped me. I got the bike to the side of the road and was able to get off, get my helmet off and lay down. After rolling around a bit sweating profusely, I got nauseous, and of course, seriously concerned. After a few minutes the pain began to subside so I got on the bike and drove the 5 or 6 miles back home. The whole time, however, I could feel the pain getting more and more intense. I had barely gotten off the bike and now I got really hammered with the pain and was doubled over barely making it into the house. After the longest drive of my life to the hospital by Michelle who is an EMT, and a couple of quick doses of some morphineish drug, I finally was able to unclinch my teeth. My first, and hopefully last, run in with kidney stones. It frightens me to imagine what I would have done if I was much further from home on the bike and totally away from any civilization....