Tuesday morning on my way to work I tore up the rearend of my truck. Got it towed to repair shop, rented a vehicle to get home with. Later the same night I woke from a sound sleep in tremendous pain. Thought my appendix or gall bladder had ruptured. Wife called EMT's and took a trip to the hospital. They ended up over medicating me for pain and had to shoot me up with some kind of antidote. Scared the heck out of my wife. She said at one point she thought I was dead. My breathing and vitals had gotten so low. I came out of it about an hour later with a splitting headache and news that I had a kidney stone. My third now. Yeah! So instead of out being the bread winner I'm home waiting to see which comes first. A call that my truck is fixed or me passing this freaking stone.