I have been a sufferer of kidney stones since 1994, when I was hospitalized with my first excruciating encounter with this condition. Since that time I have had at least six additional bouts with Renal calculi, the most recent of which was last evening.
Fortunately, my latest experience was less painful than my worst stones, and I was reluctant to go to the hospital. Still, as anyone familiar with kidney stone pain can attest, I was in quite a bit of discomfort. My practical wife had a moment of utter brilliance:
"How about if I drive you up to the urgent care clinic?" she asked.
This was a much better plan than either: a) doubling over in pain every half-hour until the stone passed; or b) going to the emergency room, giving invitations for the physicians to run a bunch of tests to confirm what I already knew, and wasting 24 hours.
Thus we drove to the Toledo Clinic's urgent care facility on Secor Road and got immediate service. After my kidneys cooperated in providing him with a particularly burgundy-colored urine sample, this efficient doctor wrote me a prescription for a painkiller and I was home within 60 minutes, including the time it took for me to hit the local Rite Aid.
This was a win for everyone involved: I received much-needed pain medication, my insurance company received a much-smaller bill, and my wife received much-needed sleep, as she did not have to listen to me howl all night long.