I can’t conceive anything more painful than kidney stones. I get them pretty frequently (or at least I used to) and snort asked me if I thought they worse than child bearing. Not having the … equipment? … to make the comparison I just rolled over and moaned, to which she replied
I like to think she has a high tolerance to pain, but I have been told that she is “normal”. I think I was supposed to be offended by the comment but not only am I apparently a wuss, I am apparently dim witted as well.
I just spoke to the lady in the deli when I nipped in to get a sandwich, and she told me that she had a kidney stone and a gallstone (actually, she thinks her kidney stone ended up in her gallbladder, but I wasn’t going to question that one!) she had this before she had children, and said that the pain WAS worse than childbirth.
so there you go, mr wuss.
I’d have to quickly point out that I have NOT been in pain of that level. And I don’t think that I have a high tolerance for pain. I distinctly remember being the one person on the labour ward who was shrieking the place down, and I was adamant that it was NEVER coming out, and I COULDN’T do it.
And let me tell you - number 2 had a head like a pumpkin. Try giving birth to one of those. Split. You. Up. The. Middle. Oh. My. God.
If this does turn out to be number 3, this time I AM HAVING DRUGS!
It might be better to have a child and take the drugs.
Who am I to be pointing out semantics though?
Chérie,
The pain of rejection is far worse. Non?
Le D 
You didn’t turn me down, you just got your signals crossed.
Mère impitoyable de Lucifer!!! I would sooner forsake my Absinthe nLaudanum ( 
would I !! 
oh!.. ), than reject you, my blushing pink pearl!! May diabolic devils deliver me from my folly, should I ever!!
Le D
PS Perhaps, just a touch of rouge, my Sweetness.
Harrumph.
I am feeling very jealous and left out. I think I will go search for a spare kidney stone. 
Pinkie, hope the pain has somewhat abated. Truly. And can I ask you to translate “RAZ”? Is that a peculiarly Australian male version of “the rag”? 
We are so sheltered here in NJ.
I have been through childbirth, twice (I have a short memory), the second time with a ten-pounder and nary so much as an aspirin, and I believe kidney stones are definitely more painful. Don’t know about gallstones. I did have a little ulcer once and that was pretty much up there as well–had me bent double a lot of the time.
I think the thing about labor is after a while your brain gets a little skewed and the pain develops a hallucinatory quality that sets it enough apart from your consciousness to be tolerable. At least that’s what happened to me.
Not that I ever completely recovered. 
Please keep us posted about how you’re doing and if you get any results of the tests back.
Not that I often post here, but this article seems to be in keeping with the developing theme on this thread.
Ummm… I know precisely where you’re coming from there. Our current crop of politicos produce exactly the same effect. cue resigned shrug
Good heavens! Why ever not? I find every visit I make to the lower decks, to be edifying and life enhancing. Full of fun n joie devivre, unlike those stuffy, arid upper decks, where they all speak machine code and/or else the air is awash with, demonstrative adjectives; reciprocal and reflective pronouns; defining and non-defining relative clauses and ambitransitive verbs! A place where linguisticalogisticalistic obscurantism rules, an the feckers wont laff at y jokes!
Get ytooty downere more often, Skelly, it`s ace! 
HEY JUDDERS!!
Just look at you! Better watch out Pink doesnt start throwing her glyph nickers at y 
If truth be told, I was jealous of old Canis Peglegis strutting about in his pirate hat. There! I’ve said it! Hhhrumph!
cue sulk – NOW!
Ma petite nymphe,
I am but a poor nonhuman, and I make mistakes just as you do my precious 8) Except when I am infallible
‘Le raz’, my Love, means out on the town…Le Razzle Dazzle!
Hey y` silly old curmudg! 
A glass of Islay Water will fix that
For sulk read large measure of Grahams Late Bottled Vintage - there’s nowt but gout on this horizon.
ere y go 
I put some rouge on for you vic. I think I’m purdy now.
It looks like he might have snacked on the baby beside him, has anyone checked that one’s vitals? They might be missing!
I can just leave it at that! For number 2 I don’t really recall much of it. There was a pool, there was a net, and there was a swimming baby with a head like a pumpkin.
Thanks ol’ Pal, but the bottle I’m attacking contains port, not pixels. And what’s all this ‘posting images’ lark? Please don’t tell me you’re becoming technically competent - blind panic wasn’t on my agenda for this weekend.
Darling, you look DIVINE. The fever becomes you. 
Jaysen, your tag line is giving me heart failure. I do, however, have a few extra dressage whips.
Blame Mr Coffee. I stole it from him.
I will admit to random fits of laughter the last day or so when any innocent person says “Oh look!”
Hahaha! Best quip of the week by far!