I had my first, and hopefully last, in late January. Unfortunately, I was 3,000 miles from home at the time, helping a relative who just had surgery and was now in a rehabilitation facility located over three hours from their home. And we didn’t have a car there.
My episode began at around 9 am on a Friday while waiting for a bus to the rehab facility. I had pain and felt nauseous at times. I stayed at the rehab about an hour or two and wasn’t feeling any better, so left. Around midnight it felt like the pain had eased a bit and I hadn’t felt nauseous for hours, so was hoping it was going away.
I was also thinking organ failure of some kind and I would need surgery and mess up my relative’s release timetable! So I was avoiding confronting the situation, hoping it was just something that would clear up. Finally at midnight on Sunday I took an Uber to the ER, where they determined it was a kidney stone. It was a 3 cm stone so they said it was a size that could be passed. They prescribed a pain killer and anti-nausea medication, but I didn’t end up needing them.
I passed it Wednesday evening, so about five and a half days from when I first felt the effects of the stone.
Hope your son passes it soon. They kept telling me to look for a grain of sand, but it was much larger than any sand grains I am used to!