After yesterday I figured the pain of passing a kidney stone is akin to the cramps Leah would feel before she had surgery. In a similar vein, I figure the pain is about as bad as period cramps experienced by women.

Also I am severely touch-deprived. The nurse practitioner who was taking care of me touched my hand, ran her finger over it and I regretted my life. I'm not going to get creepy, nor will I fixate, but in that half-awake mental state in a morphine fog I realized I haven't had any affection in years.

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