Is just about the worst thing in the world to wake up to. The pain was bad enough to put me in an aura and make me vomit, and I had no idea what in all the hells was happening to my back. I panicked and called 911, then called my mom. She said it sounded just like when my uncle and grandpa got their kidney stones, and she'd be right over to take me to the hospital so I didn't have to pay for an expensive ambulance ride. The paramedics thought the same thing. By the time I got through triage in the hospital, it had apparently passed, and I was starting to feel better. They ran a CT and didn't see any stones, but there was blood in my piss, so the doctor figured there was a stone but it had gone.
So here's a big fuck you to all you kidney stones out there. Go to hell.