Five CT scans, four IV catheter needle pokes, three shots in the butt

Being a college student, the obvious topic of conversation and easy conversation starter was "So what are you doing for spring break?"  Almost every time I responded with a joyful recognition that yes, I was going home and was looking forward to being lazy and not doing homework 24/7.  Until Tuesday night.  When I got invited to go on a roadtrip by some high school friends.  A roadtrip to Phoenix, Vegas and San Diego.  All in a span of four days.  Ridiculous? Yes.  But we were going to make it fun and crazy.  We had been on miniature road trips and had a blasty blast.  This one was massive in comparison to those, but I figured it was an extremely rare chance to get to do something crazy awesome with some friends.  We ended up modifying the trip to make it more reasonable (mostly thanks to Trevor's pleading and urging).  Mom and Dad didn't even put up a fight.  It was so easy it was weird.  So I was getting my hopes up and prepping for an awesome now-5-day trip across our beautiful country.

Then this morning I woke up and felt like my appendix was going to explode.  Half an hour later (of course immediately after calling my mom), the pain went away.  Strange, but totally ok.  Until half an hour later when my back started hurting and I got nauseas.  And kept getting worse and worse till I was in extreme pain.  My dad brought me to the doc and we found out I have a kidney stone.  I actually have two but ones still in the kidney which is completely fine, except that that means I'll have to get it out sometime in the future as well. 

Instead of doing surgery, they're making me do it myself.  No, not do it myself as in perform surgery on myself, but I have to pee it out sometime, otherwise there will be surgery.  I almost wish they would have said surgery, so I could just get it over with instead of waiting and waiting and feeling pretty crappy.  It would also be way easier for me, although I don't think I would enjoy one quite invasive method of the procedure my dad reassuringly told me about while we waited (use your imagination).  Besides, health conditions are way more epic when you need surgery. 

So..spring break is looking a lot like the original plan, minus working for now.  Its really disappointing, because I was looking forward to being spontaneous instead of cautious and calculating like usual.  But I guess thats not the plan, so I'm gonna try to make the best of it while waiting to pee out a coconut.