TMI
Fair warning. This is not something you need to know. I recommend you leave now. Okay. I warned you. Remember when the kids were little and they would walk into the room and announce “I pooped”? Conversation would stop and a round of applause would ensue to commemorate such an impressive event. Well, I didn’t poop and I’m not looking for a round of applause, but I did encounter an important milestone today. I peed this morning and it was yellow. Yellow! This is the eighth day since my stent surgery and it hasn’t appeared that I have peed anything but blood until now. Yellow pee and not purple. Yeaaaa!
In migration.
Great news!
The CAT Scan this morning confirmed that the stent is in the correct place and function has been restored to my kidney. Great news. While the radiology techs had me in the other room going through the machine, Judy was outside finding out who was going to read the results, and when. Instead of having to wait the normal two days before we found out the results, Judy got someone to round up the Radiologist and get a commitment to read the CAT Scan right away. We sat back down and waited. Within ten minutes, we had the Radiologist explaining the results to us, then inviting us back to his inner sanctum for a look at them on his computer screens. On side by side screens he showed us the kidneys, bladder, ureter, stones and the stent. We saw how everything looked on April 1st, April 21st, and May 7th. With freeze frames he illustrated how the kidney condition deteriorated before, then recovered after the stent. He was wonderful. So now we know that the surgery was a success. The stent is properly installed, and it is doing what it is supposed to do. A big relief. This whole adventure is expected to eventually conclude with no permanent damage to my innards. Now, if only this current situation were actually comfortable. I’m wearing a 22 centimeter long tube running the length of my ureter. One end is curled up in a duct in my kidney, the other end curled up in my bladder. None of my internal organs are enjoying the intruder. My discomfort is definitely not a kidney stone attack kind of pain, but it hasn’t settled completely down to a level that can be managed by doses of Aleve and warm baths either. Some days, when I think I’ve gotten through everything that needs immediate attention at work, it’s just time to bail in favor of a hydrocodone and a beer. The urologist wants me to wear the stent for a month before he actually goes in after the stone. A month from now I may need a drug and alcohol intervention, but we’ll get through this however we need to and deal with whatever follows when it’s time. There it is; my account of our anniversary day. What else can I say…….hopeless romantics that we are……..we spent it together.
Happy Anniversary to us
Our 47th wedding anniversary tomorrow. 47 years. That means we’ve been together for 50.
Years ago, one of Matt’s friends was looking at our wedding album and exclaimed “Oh cool! You did your wedding album in black and white”. We seemed so retro to her. Truth is, they almost hadn’t invented color yet. It would have cost an extra $50 to get our photos in color. Now it costs extra to get them in black and white. So romantic. We’ll start the day tomorrow getting another CAT Scan to see if last week’s stent implant was successful. There should be some sign of improvement in my kidney. Maybe this anniversary won’t be quite as romantic as some, but wherever we are, whatever we’re doing, we’re happy to be doing it together.
Years ago, one of Matt’s friends was looking at our wedding album and exclaimed “Oh cool! You did your wedding album in black and white”. We seemed so retro to her. Truth is, they almost hadn’t invented color yet. It would have cost an extra $50 to get our photos in color. Now it costs extra to get them in black and white. So romantic. We’ll start the day tomorrow getting another CAT Scan to see if last week’s stent implant was successful. There should be some sign of improvement in my kidney. Maybe this anniversary won’t be quite as romantic as some, but wherever we are, whatever we’re doing, we’re happy to be doing it together. 








