Or...The Dragon is hallucinating what the companion parrots want
For Pete's sake. While on sea turtle patrol for Turtle Time this morning, I started to feel quite uncomfortable. That increased on my return trip home, which takes approximately 30 minutes. My friend Joe had gone with me and watched my spiral into hell with concern, offering more than once over the next couple of hours to take me to the hospital. I vomitted a few times from the pain and, while writhing, moaning and crying (I have no shame) at about 10 a.m., agreed that a trip to the emergency room was in order.
They did a CT scan to find a 3- to 4-mm stone had departed my right kidney to begin its arduous journey "out." Eegads. They gave me precious and lovely Dilaudid, which made me a touch loopy and took the edge off the pain for about 10 to 15 minutes. Next they gave me Toradol, which was fabulous. Before sending me home, they gave me a couple Vicodin and a script for Vicodin to keep me from dying while this baby runs its course.
I'm drinking a lot of water. My companion parrots were extremely concerned when Joe helped their mom limping and sobbing out of the apartment. Now they're keeping an eye on me while I hallucinate people are bringing us Triscuit crackers. Should my medically induced hallucinations be what my sun conure and African grey would want? Am I channeling their thoughts? I'm sure they'd be thrilled to know that I'm putting Triscuits on next week's grocery list, because I'm an eternal optimist and I'm sure I'll survive this thing. ;)
By the way, the African grey still goes unnamed at this time. I'm leaning toward Mouse or Charlotte right now, although Pebbles strikes my fancy, too. I would put together a poll for people to vote, but I have an old template here at Blogger and I'm not sure it supports polling...Maybe I'll figure something out before my online book tour starts June 1. After that, my posting will be minimal, for obvious reasons. I'm touring to do some more promotion for Choices Meant for Gods and, on the side, What Choices We Made. My publisher and I would like to get some more audience built while we watch production hiccups mar any semblance of a release date for Choices Meant for Kings. Never fear, though! The second novel in the Choices trilogy is in "editing" at the publisher, so it may not be much longer before I see galleys. How cool is that?
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"Some days, I just want the dragon to win."
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