I have been dealing with a kidney stone today being my 4th week.YES..4 WEEKS, that's like being in labor for that period of time, GEESH! Well, my urologist went in through cyistoscope (SP) to try to retrieve the stone, with no luck. Only to leave a stent in and explain the anatomy of my kidney and where the stone was located would make my case difficult. ME? Is there anything easy with me, not really. All of this occurred on a Wednesday morning. To describe a stent from a woman's point a view is like having a tampon in and you really don't need only because your period is not heavy enough; that sorta discomfort. Now DO NOT GET me wrong there was plenty of blood, actually too much which lead me back to the doctor 3 days later the have the stent removed. Once the doctor seen my urine, which by the way it look as if I was donating blood instead if giving a urine sample; I call hear the doctor in the hall yelling,"Get that stent out of her,NOW!" I am thinking, "Thank you,Sweet Jesus".
The sweet nurse come in the room telling me to put the gown on, lie back, yada, yada, yada. Then she goes you are going to feel______,______,______ and______. "I am finished", she said. Whoa! Besty! I heard none of that and you just ripped something that could have been use to fish with from kidney down through my anatomy where lately the only people that have seen it is the surgery suite, my doctor and now you sweet nurse.
So in a few hours I go back to the doctor for a CT and we are going to see where this blame stone is and the only way for it to come out is through lithoptripsy (SP). And hopefully I will get a Wednesday slot or I may be waiting until Friday.
Now this is what happened last night:
Yea, okay maybe I shouldn't have been trying to get the mule outta the ditch, but for the moment the entire house smells like Clorox. I am planning on surgery this week to be finished with this stone. Anndd I was trying to get some clothes washed...first load was fine. Then I went downstairs to start another load of whites with Clorox. I didn't think anymore about it, but I did hear an explosion of sorts. I waited and thought, "Oh, please not a water pipe!", but everything sounded normal upstairs and didn't think anymore about untillll....I went back to change out the wash. Guess what happened? A half gallon size of Clorox fell from wherever I sat it. Heck now I am wondering if I stood down there and poured it out, anyhow...we now so nice Cloroxed colored clothes.
#bringingbackacidwash #asthmainducedcloroxattack
#begoodatwhatyoudodo
And I am still smiling,
Karen
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