When I wrote about the U2 concert earlier this week, I mentioned it was the first time Scott and I went to a concert together. When I was 18-wk pregnant with Juliana, we had tickets to attend a concert. The night before the show Scott woke me up at 2:00 am in pain. We went to the ER and his appendix was removed a few hours later. Obviously those tickets went unused and that is the last time we attempted to go to a concert together.
I thought we were in the clear this time; the concert came and went without incident. At 2:15 am this morning Scott woke me up in obvious pain and he insisted that he had a kidney stone and needed to go to the ER. I called my mom to come stay with the boys. Juliana was at her house so she had to bring her along as well. Juliana looked confused coming home in the middle of the night while we were leaving the house.
Scott was quickly triaged and moved to an exam room. The patients who checked in just before and after him also had kidney stones. An IV and some drugs and the pain started to drift away. By the time they took him for his CT scan the stone had passed to his badder so he worst was over. At 7:30 am we left the hospital and headed home. Scott was able to sleep most of the day and with some help from my Mom and Scott’s parents I was able to get a little rest as well.
As I was driving Scott to the hospital I wished him Happy Anniversary. Our date night plans were scrapped for tonight and replaced with alone time in the ER. I don’t think we will be tempting fate with a concert again any time soon.