Surgery

Ok, wow! I can't believe I found the blog again. Stupid computer crashing stuff.

Anyway, here's the "quick" version of what happened.

First, I found blood in my urine. And, like all people, I figured if I ignored it, it would go away. Then it got worse. Still, I ignored it. FF a month later, I'm feeling some pain in the front--about where my ovary is.

Eventually I convince myself to call the dr.

He gets blood tests, emergency U/S and x-rays, and he's still not sure, so he sends me to a urologist (or is it an urologist? If it's a vowel, but it "sounds" like "y", then...well, never mind).

Meanwhile, he puts me on vicodin. Of course, I don't like taking meds, so I fill the rx, and stuff it in the cabinet for later.

2 days later, I'm crying and can't stand the pain anymore. Vicodin, here I come.

I see the urologist and he sends me for an immediate catscan.

There was one 5mm kidney stone at the end of my ureter, almost to my bladder. It *may* have passed, had the 7mm kidney stone not come in behind it, to block off all flow of urine, and any chance of me passing that. Even if the 7mm was pushed down because of the urine pressure, it would have been stopped by the 5mm...so the chances of me passing them was slim to none.

They tell me I'm having surgery in the morning.

FF past all the insurance BS, and I'm laying in the pre-op room, having a panic attack, when they decide to let me know that they need to put a stint in.

The stint goes from my kidney through my ureter, into my bladder--curling on both ends. It hurts like freaking HELL...far worse than the kidney stones did.

Add a few days of massive pain--enough that I almost overdosed on painkillers and had to call my 16 yo niece in to babysit me while I try not to die.

The surgery was August 27th. The doctor tells me 2 weeks, and he can take it out, and lets me know that the next week (week of sept 1-4) he'll be out of town. So, that means I should get the stint out Sept 10 I had an appt for the 9th...twice, but they rescheduled me (once for 9am, then they moved it to 330pm). Then they scheduled me for Monday, the 14th. That was canceled yesterday, and is now set for Sept 21.

But I'm not sure I can make that, even.

So, I'm out of meds, in fucking pain, pissed at everyone, and ready to go off on someone.