The birthing of a stone. Gross right? Well they don't call me Grosser for nothin'!! Here is a picture of two of my kidney stones. I think the one I passed on Friday takes me into the twenties. The little one is one I passed about 2 years ago. The BIG mother one is the stone that took me down this week. Not sure if this one is bigger than the one I had when I was pregnant with Cody but the hospital kept that one so I will never really know.
There are several stories that I can tell about my kidney stones - it's like a veteran's old war stories. They are hard to believe but true. My favorite story to tell is how I was healed by Pastor Doolin at Faith Christian Fellowship in Randallstown.
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