Operation Kidney Stone

Yesterday I had my consultation with the doctor. I was counting the hours, literally, because I was up all night writhing in pain. Kidney stones are not for the weak hearted. Once the doctor saw my scan and the amount of pain I was in, he immediately scheduled surgery to put a stent in to relieve the backed up urine and to shore up the ureter, where the stone is lodged. (I'm not a doctor nor do I play one on tv so anything that I say is just my understanding through my pain-filled perspective.) I've never had surgery before, never been put under general anesthesia so I was a little worried. If I didn't wake up, who would take care of my kids? Would their father step up or would my mother get them? I forced myself to not think about it and then they gave me some 'relaxing bug juice' and all I could think about was that I was in my own personal episode of Grey's Anatomy and please God, let me find my own McDreamy or McSteamy. The last thing I remember is being wheeled into the OR and I was scanning every mask-covered face looking for Karev. The next thing I knew I heard someone saying to get my mother and I opened my eyes and the nurse said it's all done. Really? That's amazing. 

After a little time in the recovery room, I was released. The horrible pain in my stomach is almost gone and is replaced by a bearable pain down lower. It feels like I had a straw shoved up my vagina, which, in my limited understanding of a stent, is pretty much accurate. My husband texted me yesterday evening and asked if my daughter had a ballgame. First contact from him in four days. No, her game was cancelled, I texted, and by the way I had surgery. He said he thought it was just a consultation and I said it was supposed to be but the doctor decided to do something immediately. My husband asked if it helped with the pain and I said it did. And then the conversation was over. Strange thing, this business of divorce. Married to someone for fifteen years and I don't even get a 'feel bad for you, hope you're better soon' response? I've been through surgery and could have died (yes, I am being melodramatic) and I don't even get a 'what can I do to make it all better'?

Activate hurt feelings again because that's how I feel. My mom has done everything for the kids and I and my husband has done nothing. Maybe it's not really his fault because I haven't asked him to do anything nor will I. He certainly isn't my favorite person right now and trust him I do not (said in my best Yoda impersonation).