Do these things really come in threes?

This ain't no pity post, just a statement of my current reality. Actually, my mental/emotional state is pretty good, but let's not try and find out where the breaking point is.

Yesterday I started out the day feeling pretty good, but on the way to work I began to feel pain in my lower right abdomen. I'd say it was a gall bladder flare up, but I had that removed in February. The pain kept up all day. I had a lunch scheduled that I couldn't miss, so I went to that - didn't feel any better. In fact, worse after.

Around 2 I went to the restroom and got a little shock - my urine was the color of coffee.

Damn. Probably a kidney stone. I went home and was calling the doc on my cell phone (since that's where I have her number stored) when my home phone rang. It was my dad, who never calls during the day. My grandmother had died.

She's been on a steep decline for the last few months, so it wasn't a surprise or a shock. Just one more thing to deal with.

My doc was booked up, so I went to an "Urgent Care" doc-in-a-box. Surprisingly, it was new, well laid out, and not crowded. I was in and out in less than an hour. Yep, kidney stone, blood in the urine, and blood pressure (from the pain) way up. So I got a small prescription for painkiller and went home to try and sleep it off. Not really possible with the phone calls from family trying to make funeral arrangements.

So, today, Friday, I'm in the office. I should still be home drugged up, but the pain's not too bad at the moment, but I certainly don't feel good. I'm trying to get things organized for me to be gone through Wednesday of next week. We're so understaffed at the moment that's pretty difficult. I'll be noon before I can leave.

Then I have to go buy a dark suit. I don't wear suits for work any more and even if I did, none of my suits are dark and frankly, they don't fit any more. I need to make travel arrangements and get a hotel, which ain't easy in the farm country where I grew up. And some time between now and Monday I need to write a eulogy.

All things considered, I'm fine. Really. If I can just pass this damn stone before I have to spend 6 hours driving to Illinois I'll be better.

I'll post the eulogy and comments here next week.