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I had so many stones, I gave up drinking. It was so bad, I wouldn't bother going to a doctor or emergency room unless I had trouble urinating (had a buddy who had his passage blocked by a stone and one of his kidneys ruptured - they speared him like a fucking tuna). I had so many stones that the scar tissue at the bottom of my eurater(sp) caused it to backup - and made my eurater become abnormally large - it can hold more than my bladder. So that explained why I'd be able to pound them down for hours on end while everyone else was hitting the mens room. I'm like a fucking camel.
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