So it makes no sense to me how, three weeks after laboring for 8 hours to push out a 9-pound baby, it took me 12 hours of just-as-intense laboring to push out a 5 mm kidney stone.
It's not the water; I drink at least a half a gallon of that a day. I think it was all the TUMS I took for heartburn while I was preggo. Those darn calcium deposits.
In the meantime, OW called H at work today. She said they need to talk; it's the first time she's contacted him since early February. H told her he'd call her back in a minute, and he immediately called me to tell me she had called. He asked me what he should do, and I told him to do what he felt was right. He said he'd call her back to tell her that he'd call her from our house tonight. So that's the plan. OW told him that they needed to talk "soon."
H says we -- meaning he and I -- need to come up with a game plan. I can tell that he believes she's calling to work out arrangements for the baby (maybe he's finally starting to believe she's truly preggo??). H is beside himself and doesn't know what to do. I'm being much more calm -- in fact, I've been joking about it. How I *really* feel, well, I don't know.
My spiritual advisor told me late last week, when I found out I had my first-ever kidney stone, that the kidneys are in the third chakra. That's the area of resentment and trust issues. It was no surprise to me that a kidney stone would be dislodged the very week that I started journaling about OW on the boards for the first time since H came home. I guess I'm starting to deal with some of the resentment. Earlier on the day I ended up in the hospital for the kidney stone, it hit me like a ton of bricks that I'm pretty darn mad about how my H left me high and dry. It just came out of nowhere.
And now, surprise of all surprises, OW is back. I'll post later about what she's calling for ... keep your fingers crossed for me.
