Three days...no word!

In a few hours it will be 72 hours since I last heard from Larry. It has been a miserable three days. I spent all day yesterday in bed worried literally sick. I have a horrible migraine and I hate not knowing how he is. I called Coffee Creek yesterday and they confirmed that he is in fact in the hospital but they said he could call if he wanted. The problem is, if anyone knows Larry, he would call and call and call until he gets a hold of me. He is the type that would wear down his fingers to the bone to get in touch with me. I know he knows that I am worried sick right now. The last I heard was the kidney stones, then nothing. He has never spent three days in the hospital with kidney stones. I don't understand what is going on and it is literally driving me insane. I don't think it is right that the prison system is allowed to literally torture the family members of inmates. I feel like my toenails are being pulled out one at a time, only the pain is worse than that. We are all on edge and going crazy here not knowing how or really where he is. This is horrifying. I am learning to truly despise the nation I once loved. I miss him so much, now I need to go because my tears make it so I am unable to see the screen.