Hell Hath No Fury Like A Kidney Stone; Man Hath No Friend Like A Loving Wife

Getting married after being a widower for six years was one of the craziest, bravest, who-da-thunk-it things I have ever done.   As if a stress test was a required pre-marital experience, my body decided to give my future wife a glimpse of how her beloved handled pain. And I got a glimpse at how … Continue reading Hell Hath No Fury Like A Kidney Stone; Man Hath No Friend Like A Loving Wife