Hospital Freak-Out

I've been feeling really bad for the last couple of days. I've had a pain in the lower left side of my abdomen for a few days that's ranges from nonexistant to dull to sharp and short, especially when I get up from a chair. We decided to go to the emergency room the other day and they couldn't figure it out, though they pretty much ruled out kidney stone and diverticulitis.

Tests did show that there is a stone in my left kidney, but it will only hurt if it comes out, and it could come out anytime between now, 50 years from now, and never. I was hooked up to my first IV yesterday, and when the nurse did it, I couldn't help but freak out a little. I felt like such a baby, but the whole experience made me think of my father's last days. The doctor is hopeful that the pain will go away in a few days, but if it doesn't I'm to go back in. I think the pain is receding, but I can't be sure.

None of this compares to the fear my nephew and his wife are going through over their daughter Jordan. She is 4-years-old and doctors found a cancerous tumor in one of her kidneys, which they removed, and now they think she might have cancer in her other kidney, too. All anyone can do right now is wait, hope, and pray.