Didn't think anything of it.
Well, of course, as soon as I get on my relaxing vacation (mind you there is a 17 hour drive) my back and abdomen seize up in pain. Like, on a scale of one to ten it's a seven.
My mom thinks it's a kidney stone or infection. I thought I had a low grade fever yesterday but just kind of shook it off. But honestly, it makes sense. I haven't been feeling 100% all week, and I have all the symptoms.
Lower back pain, abdominal pain, (both excruciating) possible fever, nausea, frequency of urination and the urge to go to the bathroom. And it KILLS when I do use the ladies room. (Sorry, TMI. We're all friends here, right?)
So I still have a 7 1/2 hour drive until I can go to urgent care, and that doesn't count stops for food and potty breaks, which I will need.
I shouldn't be in a damn condo all week when I should be on the damn beach of Hilton Head Island instead. Dumb body. First it's Mono, then it's canker sores, and now this? Bloody hell.
This should be fun.
