I had one at 21. I feel you.
on the bright side, I haven't had one since.
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*knocks on wood*
Tylenol? Fuck that, give this man some opiates.
pretty much this. I actually thought I was dying or something.
when I first got to the hospital, they tried giving me a tylenol. I had taken like 9 advil by that point so I kind of went off on the nurse.
"but sir, this is tylenol
extra strength." FUCK YOU!
not too long after that, they put me on a (morphine? demerol?) drip and I was happy within
minutes seconds. I was on the drip for another few hours. it was wonderful. I remember laughing a lot and being mean to people. I also remember shuffling through the hallway of the ER to try to go to the bathroom, dragging my IV bag and a seive to catch whatever might pass through for further study. fun times.
they let me go after a few hours, and gave me a week or two scrip of meperdine. I passed the stone that night or early the next day and had an awesome weekend.
TLDR: next time get some drugs!
