Woke up, and the river rocks that were in my front yard were gone. I looked over to see my next door neighbor (that doesn't like me because I have a dog), has the rocks in her yard. Um, OK. They're rocks, who really cares - but on the other hand - who does that? I left her a note on her door to kindly return the rocks. Then I take Tess for a walk and meet crazy girl, from the posts back.....remember her.......the one that came into my house and kept asking how I could tempt her? She walks with me for awhile and then I told her I have to go to the DR. She looks at my stomach (which is flabby) and says, oh are you pregnant? Nice........No crazy girl I have kidney stones. So I am standing in my front yard and I mention to her how my rocks from my front yard are missing, and she says oh I am phobic of rocks. And she goes into this whole diatribe about how because of religion she loves rocks, but she is fearful of them. Whatever. (Psychotic) I have been struggling with this kidney stone issue for 5 days now. I go into the ER because they are the only ones in town that have the equipment to do CTs. The Dr suggests a sonogram, even though in sonograms you cannot see the stones, you can only see if the stone is blocking the urine. I go back to my room, wait another 2 hours and his nurse hands me the discharge paperwork. I was like WTH. I told her I gotten no help, and had no idea where to go or what to do since I was still bleeding and in pain. On the sonogram the radiologist stated that the patient needed a CT. I told her that and she got the Dr. He proceeds to tell me that I will not get a CT. Period. That because of my kidney disorder I will just have to deal with the pain and blood. I told him that this is not commonly the symptoms of my kidney disorder and that I had lived with this long enough to know this is not normal - and he said to me - you are young - I am the DR and I know what I am talking about. OMG. I was shaking I was so mad, but all I could do is cry (I hate that). I called the director of the hospital and filed a complaint, but who knows. So, now my only option I guess is to go out of town. But again - what Dr does that? "I refuse to give you a CT even though that is the normal protocol for kidney stones, and the radiologist recommended it!" Again WTH. So I get home and my neighbor peeks her head out the window and says - oh - I didn't know those were your river stones (even though they were in MY yard). I thought they were crazy girl's rocks. Crazy girl keeps leaving rocks on my doorstep, so I thought that she had done it again only in your yard. WOW. Really? No words. And why is it that I ran into crazy girl on the day my rocks were displaced, and she tells me her phobia of them and then the neighbor blames the whole thing on crazy girl. Too much. I really don't even care about the rocks - it is just the whole weirdness factor here. All I can say is WOW. I truly feel like I live in some sort of Twilight Zone here. Good Grief.