Take the right one

I woke up in agony.
My first two kidney stones ever. From my right kidney.
They say this is the closest a man can come to experiencing the pain of childbirth.
Except, instead of a 6 to 7 pound baby, it’s 4 millimeter-wide crystals.
I’ll call them AAAAAARGH! and Steve.
My whole life must change.
No more coffee, no more caffeine, no more sodas.
Count my sodium, milligram by milligram.
And lots and lots of water.
So much water.
If I ever need to donate a kidney, for the love of God, take the right one, not the left, okay?

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