I Will Never Know...

....what caused all that pain. It's fading day by day, which I'm so thankful for. But I am officially healthy as a horse, according to all the freaking tests they've run. And really, after spending 1,500 (or whatever they're going to charge me for that stupid kidney scope), what's another hundred or so to make sure all my internal organs are in tact? I still have pain occasionally, but am now the proud owner of some pain patches (not the heating/cooling ones that you get OTC, but pain medicine patches), and some muscle relaxers. Get this..the name? Skelaxin. Just makes me think of "chillax". So...I'm feeling a bit like a hypochondriac, but I swear to everything that my pain was real. And it's just really bad luck on my part that it coincided with blood in my urine. So the end result is that they are leaning toward a karate injury...whether it be a back or kidney bruise...resulting in muscle spasm. We'll see. If it fades away and just doesn't come back, I'll be happy.

....So my poor little girlie. Yesterday she comes home and says "Mommy, my breath is really stinky." Mind you, it does stink, even days when she's NOT got congestion (as she does of late). She doesn't have good breath. Never has. And in the morning...whew...it's nearly toxic! Anyway...I ask her "Who told you this?" Thinking, of course, that she's paid attention when I say that in the morning when I get her up. Nope. It's worse. It's her BEST FRIENDS saying this. Of course, in all honestly, wouldn't you rather hear that kind of thing from people who love you, rather than the shitheads of the earth? But anyway, I was sad for her, and had her split a piece of gum with Griffin on the way in to school, telling them to spit it out when they got there. Which they did. But I felt heartsick for her.