Kidney Stone

Yesterday did not go as planned for me. Intentions to head to see the Krulls and have a night with my sister and friend, Amanda, did not happen, thanks to a lovely kidney stone. Hopefully, this FIRST, will be my last. I promise, I never want to touch anything other than water, ever again.
I woke up feeling uncomfortable, which was later followed by extreme severe pain and vomiting. A hot bath of water was the only small relief I could get, but it did not last for long. I had no idea what was wrong with me, but after looking up my symptoms on webmd, all signs pointed toward a kidney stone, which led me to call my FNP for advice. Her words, "Go the ER!" So, off I went, carried by my mommy-in-law, to Methodist North Hospital. I've never groaned, grunted, cried, and begged for help like I did this morning. Wow! People are right when they say that it is worse than natural birth, even though I have never experienced it either. I can only imagine.
The hospital staff was awesome. They wasted NO time getting me back, IV'd catheterized ,tests run, including CT scan, and pain meds. An hour or so later, I was indeed diagnosed with a 3mm kidney stone. 3mm? Yes, it felt like a golf ball.
All afternoon, I slept with a groggy head and drowned myself with water with hopes of passing that thing. Luckily, the ugly little stone is finally out! How could something so small, cause so much pain?