Another kidney stone.
Right kidney is killing me.
Praying it passes asap or goes dormant again.
This is terrible timing as I have so much to do this week and this month altogether.
As if there's ever a "good time" to have a kidney stone.
I have no idea how many I've passed now. I lost count at 30.
I feel like I'm living in prison. Bound by disease. Behind bars of disability.
I don't know why I was chosen to walk this road, or why God allows it.
But I know I'm not alone, even when I feel that way.
And I count my blessings in spite of it.