The best way I can describe the discomfort compares to having a doctor insert a three-inch hypodermic needle just to the left of the spine, exactly where the kidney sits. Occasionally, just for fun, the doc then twists the needle in a slow, clockwise motion.
The pain literally nauseated me.
Never before had I experienced such an inescapable ache.
The most frightful part was I had no idea what was happening.
Pain in the Body—It Can’t Mean What it Means, Right?
As I described the symptoms to a doctor friend of mine the following day, he said it sounded like a kidney stone.
It’s probably just a kidney infection, I thought, not a kidney stone.
As a boy, I had watched my father struggle to pass a kidney stone, and it wasn’t pretty.
From my perspective at that time, I thought his kidney stone was just part of being old.