Florida WTF, and Kidney Stones
Florida, what the actual heck is going on right now? I didn’t move here from D.C. to freeze my butt off. Sure, there’s no snow (thank goodness), but I’m annoyed that I have to wear jeans. And as if that’s not bad enough, I landed in the hospital with major abdominal pain, only to find out I have kidney stones. Worst timing ever.
Between this random cold snap and these awful kidney stones, my week’s been completely miserable. The pain is next-level—hands down the worst I’ve ever experienced. Being in pain 24/7 also means I can’t work, and that really messes with my head. I hate feeling like I’m letting people down.
I’ve noticed my pride really affects how I handle work. I take my job seriously, so when I can’t do it, I totally spiral. I have to keep reminding myself I’m not exactly curing cancer here—it’s okay to step back, rest, and let my body recover.
Of course, knowing I need to chill and actually doing it are two different things, right? I’m trying to be nicer to myself and not pile guilt on top of the physical pain. Maybe one day, I’ll actually be able to unplug fully while I heal, instead of worrying about everything else.
For now, I’m just hoping Florida figures itself out and warms up soon—and that these kidney stones become a distant memory. I definitely did not sign up for freezing temps and hospital visits when I moved here.