Afterwards, he heard the train whistle and insisted on riding the train on the way out. Since I also particulary enjoy the train, we made a little stop. While on the ride I was leaned over a little to hold onto his sides in the seat, and my back started to hurt. I thought it must just be from leaning over and it would stop when we got off the train. Well, it didn't. And it got worse. And then I spent the next 20 minutes, including the drive back to the mission home, trying to convince myself I did not have another kidney stone. But, anyone who has had one knows that the pain will quickly convice you otherwise. By the time we got there I was in enough pain I was breathing heavier and I kept getting hot then cold. So I called Adam to come get me and tried to get a hold of my mom to come get Connor. I had to just sit in my van and wait for them, and unfortunately (for me at the time) there were about a hundred super friendly, chatty missionaries milling about that all wanted to talk to me about what was going on...which was the very last thing I wanted to do. They were helpful and tried to give me suggestions, and finally most of them went away. I thought I might actually be able to suffer in peace then, until suddenly this big group came walking down all together from the mission home. I recognized an elder that once served in our ward and he came up to me first and said, "Sister DeLuca, I have some missionaries here that would like to give you a blessing."
And they did--right there in my van. Then Jeremy Call, my new hero, came over to entertain Connor with his magical cell phone. About 20 minutes later, I felt the stone move and the pain dulled to a minor ache. I later found out those missionaries that did the blessing were all about to go home, including one returning to Albania. Sister Knight (my now new best friend from the mission home) said missionaries about to return home are just full of the Spirit and completely in tune. It must be true because they blessed me that the pain would subside, and that is exactly what happened--and fast.
No more Sprite for me. :(
7 comments:
Yikes, I have heard kidney stones are no fun. What a great missionary story though, they rock! Sorry about the Sprite. I hope your pain is all gone and never comes back.
Wow. Good story. I've experienced kidney stones and they are the worst! How nice to be able to get that blessing when you needed it. What's with sprite? Does that make them worse?
yuck, i didn't know you have kidney stones. not fun but i'm glad it's passed somewhat. does it have to come out to stop hurting all together?
Man, I can't believe you had kidney stones. Becca had kidney stones a few years ago and I remember how bad that was. That's great you were able to get a blessing though.
The doctor said the soda has something in it that helps form stones. My mom has had them too..I think they're hereditary. I think there are places along its path that hurt much less. I don't feel it anymore, though I'm not sure I passed it because I never saw it.
Ouch. I know how you feel. I would've rather had a baby.
Yikes! I hope they are hereditary and that I never get one (I don't think anyone in my family gets them). Glad you made it through ok.
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