One of Manhattan’s top Obstetricians recently had a kidney stone. He, like me, is southern and conversation turned to his stone and stints, IV morphine drips, and pain. I suggested he make the stone into a piece of jewelry, but he said “the pebble” wasn’t very pretty. Oh, the pain. Trying to be sympathetic, I asked how one gets a kidney stone, and he quickly turned to me and said, “Oh, you’re gonna get one. You’re definitely going to get one. Whether its genetics or something in the water supply, many men from the south get them. It’s not called the ‘Stone Belt’ for nothing.” Ouch. Something to look forward to. Enjoy your dinner!
