Not wanting to have just another quiet ordinary weekend, Mary thought she'd add a little flair by having a kidney stone--her fourth. So, I came home early from work Friday and off we went to spend the evening at St. John's emergency room. If you haven't had a kidney stone, you are very fortunate...some people compare it to child birth, but Mary tells me such people probably haven't actually birthed a child. Anyway, we (I thought I'd catch a cold to make things even more interesting) spent the weekend on our backs/butts medicated.

Mary had a horrible day at home Saturday and so Sunday morning we called her doctor and told her that something had to be done. We got Mary admitted, hooked up to an IV going full blast and just when she started on her second liter she passed a bowling ball. Seriously, I'm getting three holes drilled in it after it comes back from the labs. All the nurses commented on how it was one of the biggest they'd ever seen.

Tonight, Mary is home, feeling much better and getting some well deserved rest.