Our Reasons Why?

My plan like many others here was to get to Inzane. Had my plans all made until 3 weeks ago. My house sets on and I mow about 2.5 acres. Takes me about 2+ hours to mow with my Kabota. 3 weeks ago today I mowed it in one setting. When I got done I needed a bathroom break.
Since my back yard is apple and pear trees its easy to hide from traffic in the front yard. I stepped behind a tree and nothing. Couldn't go and needed to and finally managed some. Went inside and called my urologist. "Get up here" was what I heard (Holland Mi.) Did, gave them what they wanted and the test came back with blood in my urine. My urologist told me if this didn't clear up it would be necessary to do a "cystoscopi". For 3 weeks I tried to pee and it was tough. The urologist told me this could be nothing or even cancer. Yup that word!
Fast forward to yesterday and the cystoscopi. If you ever have one of these I have no way to describe it other than trying to put a garden hose down a thimble. This thing has a camera, a light and a 10 string band in it all vying for a small space. He started the journey toward my bladder and stopped. "Well there is the problem" he said. Logged in my urethra was a 4mm kidney stone. I was watching this on the TV. Then he says "I should send you across the street to surgery but I'm not going to, we will do this here in the office". WHAT! Mind you there was no anestetic used during this procedure and he was fetchin a kidney stone stuck in ol' Luke without any other than some type of gel used. Well that's exactly what he did and imagine draggin a sand burr out of that area and you have it. PHEW, 3 weeks of not hardly being able to urinate was over, and so was INZANE for me, again.
Now there is my excuse for not going and I would have much preferred being there. Can't ride for another 3 days and its already been 3 weeks, sheesh. What's your story?