ER Take Two

After getting home from our "exciting" visit to the Emergency Room yesterday, Hubby slept.

And after getting up and ready to go to work for his 5:00 pm shift and vomiting twice, he decided to call in sick.

And he slept some more...

Until - he got up at 11:00 p.m. and informed me that he hadn't how-shall-I-say "relieved himself" since about noon.

What?  No urine output in 11 hours?  After a bag of IV fluids AND 3 bottles of water?

You can imagine the fun I had trying to convince him that we needed to return to the ER at midnight! 

But I can be pretty persuasive when I need to be and off we went.

The good news is that the stone was NOT blocking the tubes so no need for a catheter and/or surgery to blast the stone.

Instead, he was so completely dehydrated that the fluids he had on board were quickly being absorbed by his body and not entering his bladder.

So we hung around the ER until 2:30 in the morning while he received 3 HUGE bags of IV fluids.

The great news is that it seems as if the pain is gone as he hasn't needed any pain medicine since last night - so, hopefully, he has already passed the darn thing.