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The last few days have been interesting. Monday night around 8:30 or so Lynn began having abdominal pain followed by vomiting. Lynn has a very high tolerance for pain, mind you, so this pain had to be significant. He went on for two and a half hours with the abdominal pain and the vomiting before he agreed to go to the emergency room. Can I just say thank God for little brothers? I called my brother, Nic, at eleven o'clock or so and asked him to come stay with the boys so I could take Lynn to the ER. He was here within a handful of minutes. We made it to the ER where they poked and prodded Lynn, took blood samples, and a catscan. The catscan showed a NINE MILLIMETER kidney stone had just entered his right ureter. He told them on a scale of 1 to 10 his pain was a five or six...for a calcified stickerburr that could realistically be annexed as the fifty-first state. I'm pretty sure anyone else would have been unconscious. They kept him overnight for observation and a second catscan to make sure the stone continued to work its way down the pass.

Tuesday was relatively uneventful, just tons of phone calls back and forth to doctors and family members. This morning he is at the hospital awaiting his extracorporeal shock wave lithotripsy. Hopefully, it does the trick and makes things easier for Lynn. If all the delightful tales we've heard so far are any indication the worst has yet to happen. Keep your fingers crossed for him. And us too, I don't imagine he's going to be all that pleasant to be around while passing the stone fragments.