I had another Ureteroscopy procedure on Tuesday, September 2, 2014, and
had the stent that was in my left ureter taken out at the same time (it
was put in on August 20th while I was in the hospital.)
Anyway, over the last 4 days since the procedure I had felt not quite recovered.
I was passing blood clots quite often, my urine was pink most of the time (from the blood) and I felt "chips" trying to get out. I even passed a few smaller chips during those days.
I thought I'd not have to take any more Percocets once the stent was removed.
I had hoped the drama would end with the removal.
But while the stent was in for 2 weeks more kidney stones started growing on it like barnacles on boat hulls. When the stent was pulled out, all that crap was shaken loose and has been hanging out in my ureter ever since.
This afternoon I started really feeling nauseous.
The pain was growing exponentially again.
I took Percocet around 3pm and it didn't help at all.
I went into bed, wrapped myself up in my blankets (even though it's like 90° outside and 80° inside) and thought if I relaxed, and tried to sleep through it, it would pass (either go away, or come out.)
I knew it was BIG and I knew it was sharp.
I fought the urge to go to the E.R. again.
What would happen there any way?
They could give me Dilaudid, but then they'd either send me home (and the Dilaudid would wear off eventually and start all over again) or my doc would be called and he'd want to go back in (to me) and maybe even want to put another stent in, keep me there in the hospital for days and days...who knows what!
I WAS NOT GOING TO GO THROUGH ALL OF THAT AGAIN!
I spent the last 3 weeks doing all of that shit and I am not going to keep doing it if I can help it at all.
I couldn't sleep. I twisted and turned. I contorted into strange positions and finally I felt a POP!
It found its exit!
Now - to get it OUT!
I hobbled to the bathroom, stood in there with a cup to catch this fucker and pushed!
It was an avalanche of chips and gravel and blood clots.
After recovering, I documented the result:
Anyway, over the last 4 days since the procedure I had felt not quite recovered.
I was passing blood clots quite often, my urine was pink most of the time (from the blood) and I felt "chips" trying to get out. I even passed a few smaller chips during those days.
I thought I'd not have to take any more Percocets once the stent was removed.
I had hoped the drama would end with the removal.
But while the stent was in for 2 weeks more kidney stones started growing on it like barnacles on boat hulls. When the stent was pulled out, all that crap was shaken loose and has been hanging out in my ureter ever since.
This afternoon I started really feeling nauseous.
The pain was growing exponentially again.
I took Percocet around 3pm and it didn't help at all.
I went into bed, wrapped myself up in my blankets (even though it's like 90° outside and 80° inside) and thought if I relaxed, and tried to sleep through it, it would pass (either go away, or come out.)
I knew it was BIG and I knew it was sharp.
I fought the urge to go to the E.R. again.
What would happen there any way?
They could give me Dilaudid, but then they'd either send me home (and the Dilaudid would wear off eventually and start all over again) or my doc would be called and he'd want to go back in (to me) and maybe even want to put another stent in, keep me there in the hospital for days and days...who knows what!
I WAS NOT GOING TO GO THROUGH ALL OF THAT AGAIN!
I spent the last 3 weeks doing all of that shit and I am not going to keep doing it if I can help it at all.
I couldn't sleep. I twisted and turned. I contorted into strange positions and finally I felt a POP!
It found its exit!
Now - to get it OUT!
I hobbled to the bathroom, stood in there with a cup to catch this fucker and pushed!
It was an avalanche of chips and gravel and blood clots.
After recovering, I documented the result:
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I am BURNING something fierce right now, but the pain is going away.
Out of all of this shit there were four really BIG chips that were sharp and were obviously what I was feeling - all that other crap must have been behind it pushing to get out!
Out of all of this shit there were four really BIG chips that were sharp and were obviously what I was feeling - all that other crap must have been behind it pushing to get out!
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I REALLY REALLY REALLY hope it's all out now (I passed a bunch more gravel earlier this morning also.)
This is tiresome and depressing.
This is tiresome and depressing.
