Stones Diary - The Sequel
February 25-March 6, 2001
here is what happened this time around. I had 3 kidney stones
pass about 3 and a half years ago. It wasn't pleasant then, and
I had taken precautions to make sure it didn't happen again, but
apparently my liquid consumption was not enough to prevent this
one. I have my non-professional theories about why I this has
happened to me, since I don't fit in the demographic (middle-aged
white men) that is usually stricken with this.
[NOTE: All of the below is barely edited. I wanted
to preserve all the spontaneous expression here, since it reflected
my physical state (in pain or loaded on pain killers) and emotions
at the time. Anyone offended below will just have to forgive and
Feb 25/Monday AM Feb 26
Around 7PM, my tummy hurt. I had made spaghetti, and sometimes
that disagrees with me. No big deal. Then I am online around 8PM,
checking mail, and it feels like cramps. I lie down for a while.
I fall asleep. I wake up for X-Files and the pain is preoccupying
me. I pace around, watching the show and going in the bathroom.
I start to panic about whether it is a kidney stone. I call Tim
in DE after X-Files, who says to go to the ER. So I let the dogs
out, give them a snack, then call Miranda (Tim's gf) and leave
a message saying to feed the dogs if I don't come home by the
to the ER around 10:30 (unlike last time, I recognized the pain
and left before I got incapacitated). I was attended to much more
quickly this time. The ER was full, so they put me on a gurney
in the hall of the ER. Since I was there before for the same thing,
they actually believed me when I said I thought it was a stone
(as opposed to indigestion, pregnancy or appendix). The nurse
fouled up the first IV in my left arm, blood everywhere, but got
one in my right one and put in the saline, since I was dehydrated.
I proceeded to get sick and vomited all my dinner up -- they gave
me a "bucket", since they expected me to at some point.
It was nasty, of the projectile kind. Uncontrollable. Thank god
I had gotten there when I did. About an hour into things I got
some morphine. The pain was so intense that I had to have 2 more
doses of morphine. It didn't make me pass out though. About 2
hours in they rolled me to radiology for a CT scan. Yes, there
was a stone, it was about 4mm. All I can remember about the scan
is that the morphine was making me sleepy and the guy behind the
glass was telling me to breathe in and to hold it, then release.
He did this several times, I thought I was dreaming after a while.
me back, and I actually had a room in the ER by then. They put
me in. The doctor came in and asked if I could give a urine sample.
I had just gone to the bathroom, so we had to wait until more
IV had gotten into me. Once I did, they found a bit of blood in
the urine, suggesting the stone was moving around. Then they gave
me some more morphine. Before I nearly passed out, they asked
me if there was anyone to drive me home, and of course, I said
no, that I had driven myself there. I only live a mile away from
the hospital, for crying out loud. Since I wasn't forthcoming
with anyone to drive me home, they told me to sleep off the morphine
(the drug they were scared would make me crash my car), and gave
me some other painkiller in the IV that I don't remember the name
of. That was around 2:30AM. I woke up at 5:30AM. I felt a little
woozy, but sentient enough to drive a mile. They let me drink
some water, took a urine catheter to check for UTI, then released
me. I had to pay $75 co-pay, which I put on a credit card, and
left around 7AM. It seemed like a long 1 mile, but thankfully
the roads were empty. I came home and went to bed. I was a zombie
for most of Monday. I went out later and dropped off a prescription
for the Percocet, since they only gave me 3 to go from the ER.
I went back out and picked that up around 5PM. Tim's gf Miranda
stopped by and dropped off some Crystal Light and some strawberries
(which I had been craving).
No passage yet.
So, today I am less woozy, but in more pain since the remnants
of painkillers from the ER are gone. I called the triage nurse
because I am supposed to go out of town on Saturday (to AZ). If
I don't pass it by then, I may have to bag the trip. So I am drinking
a lot in hopes of flushing it out ASAP. I am not fit to work today
as I am very weak, tired and going to the bathroom a lot, catching
the urine through a sieve to look for the stone. I spend most
of this day sleeping.
No progress, still no stone passage. I am still on narcotics for
pain, and now experiencing fever and chills. I did get in touch
with my endo, and she said what I suspected and didn't want to
hear -- that I cannot go on this Computer Managers Meeting trip
if I don't pass it by Friday and I am infection-free (fever and
chills are a sign of this possibility). Being cooped up on uncomfortable
airplanes, being in the air dehydrated and medicated as heavily
as I need to be in order to travel is dangerous, as I am not thinking
all that clearly in this condition.
of this is rotten beyond belief, though I suppose it could have
been worse -- I could have had the attack on the plane. That would
have been entertaining. I ran a hot bath and sat in it to warm
up. This helped for a while. I got out and was still chilled,
so I put a blanket in the dryer, heated it up and sat under it
and fell asleep.
thing that happened: a photographer from the N&O called on
his cell and came by to take my picture for some story they are
doing on the Old West Durham web site that I do. I had talked
to someone a while back about this. I am sure I will look like
holy hell. Oh well. I had enough time to put on earrings and a
headband before he came. He stayed about 5 minutes and I went
Got up for
a while, fed the dogs and looked down at my foot. It was all bloody.
Seems my right toe, where I had had surgery on the nail, had split
open near the surgery area and just was freely bleeding. It had
healed not too long ago, and had stopped oozing (normal healing
process) a few days ago. Now it was not just oozing, but fresh
blood. I cannot figure out why this was happening, as I hadn't
injured it. The only thing I can think of is that I am so dehydrated
(in spite of the increased liquids), that the skin there just
split open. My hair and skin has generally been drier since this
incident, and I have been doing what I can. This, however, was
unexpectedly weird. I cleaned the toe out, bandaged it up and
left it alone.
for the N&O calls around 9PM. We talk for about 15 minutes.
I was not on the heavy side of the meds, so I think I was lucid,
though as I am typing this I don't remember much about what I
said. Apparently this is going to be in Monday's Connect section.
Still no passage of the stone. I had a very rough night last night,
this from my own experimentation. I decided to see how bad my
actual (undrugged) pain was and went over 6 hours without taking
meds. That was a BAD mistake. The pain ratcheted up so bad around
3AM that I had thoughts of going back to the ER for morphine.
I took a double dose of the percocet and prayed for relief. It
took about 2 hours of pacing around/fetal position, but finally
I got in bed and slept for 4 hours.
I had to
get up this AM and drive to the lab for tests; my endo wants to
make sure I have no infection. Fortunately I was able to get there
on my own since I was still coasting on that double dose and I
was almost pain free. I just returned home a little while ago
and the meds are starting to wear off; I won't make the mistake
of letting that dose time pass. One irritating side effect is
that this drug makes me have nasal congestion. Weird.
I am surprised
that I haven't passed this stone yet. I wonder if it is stuck.
I have been drinking constantly (as if that were an option, I
am very dehydrated). I can't even eat much since most foods make
me nauseous right now. I eat enough to keep my blood sugar ok.
I have chills again. I threw a blanket in the dryer, got it nice
and hot and snuggled on the sofa and watched the Burton hearings
on the Clinton pardons. I saw Beth Dozoretz, some Dem finance
bigwig, take the Fifth, then I saw a bit of Jack Quinn, Marc Rich's
attorney and former Clinton White House counsel, and then I fell
asleep. Those hearings were on all day and went into the night.
I woke up and it was still on. I checked and wrote some email.
Still not hungry. I ate some leftover pepper steak just to put
something in there.
I must be
psycho. I emailed in to work that I was coming in tomorrow to
see folks off before the conference.
I sat and
watched Survivor. Mike on the Kucha team had to leave when he
inhaled smoke, passed out and fell into the campfire, burning
his hands really badly, flesh hanging off. Plus he dove into the
nasty lake water...that cannot have been good, though there is
no relief for burns that bad. It was nasty. I definitely think
that is more painful than a kidney stone, it has to be worse than
childbirth. The other team lucked out, since they were getting
their asses kicked up to this point. You'd almost think it was
rigged that the better team lost one of its best people at this
crucial point. Called Tim and briefly discussed the episode, and
my general condition.
the toe. It had bled some, but seemed to have stopped. I cleaned
it out again.
Depressing. Still no luck. I didn't have too much trouble sleeping,
once I did fall asleep (2AM). I needed 2 pills to do so, though.
The problem with taking 2 is that the nasal congestion is worse;
I am using a nasal spray just to keep from breathing through my
mouth and drying myself out further. I can't wait for this thing
is trying to get this prescription refilled, because it is a narcotic.
Like I even want to take this stuff to get high; I cannot see
what buzz you get off of this. The stuffy nose is a big drawback,
lol. I call the nurse at the clinic of my PCP (Dr. Lausier) and
she says that they cannot dispense narcotics over the weekend.
This would mean that I would end up in the ER again if I run out
and I don't pass it. So I hang up and wait for her to call back
about this. Turns out that I have to go into the office to either
1) see Dr. Lausier to examine me (ok fine, like she'll just push
the stone out of me) or 2) pick up a physical prescription to
take to the pharmacy. This is bullshit. So I guess it is more
cost effective for me to have to find a ride to personally travel
up there in this condition to pick up a sheet of paper and go
to the drug store. Hmm. Make it hard for the sick person.
The clinic calls and I have to drive over and get the script.
Get in car. Brake light is on. I have to put fluid in it. Turn
car on again. Gas is low. I drive over, get the prescription,
put gas in the car and drive to Eckerd and drop off the script.
I am crabby, tired and in pain, but not drowsy. I get home and
there is a message from Dr. Brown's (my endo) office. A cryptic
message that I need to contact her nurse to give a pharmacy that
she can call a prescription in to. Not why. Though I assume it
has to do with the test results from the urine sample I dropped
off on Thurs. I check my email and she sent me a note about it
as well. I give her the pharmacy info over the phone and email
and she calls it in. I email her back and asked how I could find
out more about what exactly is wrong with me, based on the tests.
So I wait. OK.
this is e-reply from the doctor's secretary:
"Well, the doctor is out of town so the nurse looked at the
results and told me to call it in and she has left for the day
also. I can have her call you on Monday. Sorry!"
So I am
supposed to take meds on blind faith that I need them for some
unknown thing? Thank god I know how to research medications on
I just canceled
hotel reservations, plane tix.
Miranda called to check on me, which was nice of her. She was
holding out hope that it would have passed and I would be preparing
to go out of town. No such good news. We did decide to go out
for Indian food at Sitar to celebrate the passage, whenever it
happens. I didn't need any groceries. I will, however, need some
water sooner or later this weekend because I am going through
it so quickly.
to Eckerd and picked up my meds. I had to show an ID to pick up
the painkillers. Geez. Like someone would party on this stuff.
The other, mystery med is Cipro, an antibiotic, have to take 2x
a day for 10 days, with lots of water, and stay away from caffeine
and the sun. May cause dizziness. LOL. I have enough drugs in
my system to make that fun a certainty. I looked it up and it
is used for treating lower urinary tract infections/kidney infections
that are associated with obstruction (like stones) http://www.rxmed.com/illnesses/kidney_infection,_acute.html.
It also says that it can affect blood sugar levels so I will have
to test more often. Sigh. More monitoring. Found another useful
and left message to tell her that I am not coming. I am really
sorry I cannot get out there.
felt chills tonight. I took the Cipro and a glass of water. I
drank more than I have been, which is still a lot. I think I drank
a gallon. I subsequently went to the bathroom a great deal before
bed. I stayed up till 1AM peeing it all out so I could sleep.
I didn't take pain meds, since I had my last at 10PM.
6AM: Dogs got me up. They wanted out and to be fed. I got up went
to the bathroom (no stone) and did this and got back in bed.
Pain in my side indicated that I needed to take some meds. But
for the first time in days, I was hungry. I had a craving for
a biscuit. I took my blood sugar (103), a needle and got dressed.
Being the daredevil, I put Bailey in the Tracer and drove off
to Chick-Fil-A and got a chicken biscuit. [Red didn't want to
go out, he never left the crate, lol]. Came home, took meds and
antibiotic. Threw blanket in dryer and came in and updated this
I notice, always seem to be cold, even under a hot blanket. I
don't know what is up with that. When I have chills, it seems
that my hands are always colder than the rest of me. This has
been since Sunday, but I only made note of it now.
3PM: I was
posting more inflammatory messages on this black hair care group
on Yahoo, "new black hair care millennium" (http://clubs.yahoo.com/clubs/thenewblackhairmillennium),
as honeybunxo. lololol. Trying to convince folks on the practicality
and hygeine of washing type
4 hair frequently.
Maureen. Seems that the mid-Atlantic is going to get blasted with
a winter storm. My area looks like it will escape it. Tim is going
to get buried in DE. Wonder if he is watching the weather. Right
now it is raining here and Red doesn't want to go out. Sissy.
Got a call
from Patsy, then one from Joan, so I updated them on things. Checked
email. Around 4:30 I looked in fridge. Cooked some bacon in the
oven (so no real cleanup), and a croissant and took my meds. One
percocet, one antibiotic. Have to go take a needle later. I was
kind of low (90) about 1/2 hr ago.
my cousin Julie, who heard through the grapevine that I am sick.
I sent her this journal, since this is a better explanation than
I can give at this time.
Still up. Need to take drugs and go to bed. I need to vacuum the
house really badly. There are tumbleweeds rolling down the hall.
I wish I had the energy. Posted some more inflammatory things
on the hair groups and turned in.
6AM: Dogs got me up. I was up several times, either needing to
drink or go to the bathroom. No stone. I fed them, let them out,
took some meds (my side was hurting again).
Bailey got me up, came in with her squeak toy. I was still kind
of woozy. I needed to get up anyway to take a shower. I need to
wash my hair. Got in shower and felt better. I need to take my
antibiotic, so I know I need to eat something.
eat, I'm not really hungry (BG was 130, so I was ok). I pulled
out a plain matzo and put some butter on it and ate that. Took
the antibiotic and my regular diabetes oral meds. About 10 minutes
later I felt violently ill and went into the bathroom. Bleh. Barfed
up all I had eaten, plus my meds. It was a mess. Cleaned up. Felt
woozy and worn out, but ok. My stomach hurt now from being empty
and sick. I went in and ate an ice cream sandwich, which had carbs
and was soothing. That stayed down. Threw blanket in dryer and
decided to wash clothes and my bedsheets. Put in clothes, then
got under the blanket on the sofa and dozed.
about 1/2 hour later by John Schelp (neighbor and pres. of the
neighborhood assn) at the door. He had kindly offered to get me
some bottled water after emailing me last night. He dropped off
4 gallons, which should hold me for a while. He wouldn't take
my money. Apparently there is a UNC game today; he had a flag
on his car.
are in dryer now. I am really weak today for some reason. I mean
I really didn't feel well when I got up. I think it is the lack
of sleep and not really having an appetite/not eating. I have
to find something to eat that won't make me nauseous. I think
I will see if there are some nice frozen vegetables that I can
eat. I need to stay away from spicy stuff. The thought of it is
making me quesy.
email. Dr. Brown sent me mail, saying my urine was clean, but
that the nurse must have seen figures that suggested an antibiotic
was called for. I asked her to see if I needed to take these since
taking them this AM may have caused me to get sick. She said to
continue until she confirms.
I just finished eating a baked pork chop (I had 2 frozen in the
freezer and took them out last night) and some vegetables. I also
had a box of corn muffin mix, so I made that and had 2 little
muffins. I have kept that down. I won't take the other dose of
antibiotics till a couple of hours. maybe then it won't make me
sick. Anyway, I'll have another pork chop for later or tomorrow,
and a few muffins for snack if my tummy is empty and I need to
take meds. I'll hold off on taking them for a little while longer.
called and she is picking me up some crystal light mix and some
milk, so I can have cereal. Maybe that will stay down. I don't
know. Bedding is dry so I make the bed. Want to get in it, but
will need to wait.
Miranda dropped off the Crystal Light and some milk. I put the
blanket in the dryer and heated it up, then got on the sofa. Fell
rings. It's my aunt Sandra in NYC. Have a funny conversation (sad
actually) about the state of the public school system. She is
finally retiring this month. The phone cuts off. My cordless battery
died. Went in my office and she rang me up again. I talked to
Judi briefly and then hung up. She said that the snow is coming,
but maybe not until Tuesday. Must be a slow moving system to the
NE. I hope we don't get any of it.
haven't asked to be fed, but I better feed them. I feel tired
and the pain is starting to return along with chills, so I better
take meds soon. Have to take the antibiotics too. Hope I don't
of the evening was uneventful. Talked to Tim, watched Lone Gunmen
(X-Files spinoff). I didn't take any painkillers after 5:15. I
wanted to see how bad the pain actually was. I managed to make
it to morning, slept some, was quite uncomfortable, but not searing
AM: Damn thing is still scraping around in there. I am so sick
of being drugged up and home bound. I went without painkillers
last night to see how intense the pain is. Seems less than before,
suggesting the stone is in a different location/position. I still
feel queasy after eating this AM, so I may take a pain killer
today so I will be able to sleep. Emailed Sue at work to have
her email Al from Global which dates the BizSys committee could
see the demo of Unison6. She did this and cheered me up by making
fun of my N&O interview circumstances, which pretty much deserves
ribbing it was so strange.
Phone wakes me up. I am on sofa. It is Asa. He was calling me
about the article in the N&O, which appeared this AM (http://www.newsobserver.com/monday/business/Story/401862p-401413c.html).
Bleh. I was just getting some good sleep. He mentioned that he
was named the head of the Republican Party for Durham County,
and that he was using this as a means to get some kind of position
within the Bush administration. Yes. Not making that up. He didn't
say what kind of position, but I assume it would be in DC, as
opposed to something local. It may take a while for lower level
positions to get filled, but I guess he would have a chance of
some kind. Black Republicans are still a relative rarity (J.C.
Watts is the only one in the House of Representatives), so if
this administration is looking for them, this is probably the
best opportunity he'll ever have to get something.
to Food Lion. Got a few things. Nice to get outside, but it was
draining. Thank god it is only 2 blocks away. Came back and took
pain med and laid down on sofa.
woke up and there was news on about yet another teenager opening
fire in a HS in CA, killing 2 and injuring 13 (at last count).
He actually spent the weekend with friends and told them of his
plans to do this and no one believed him. An ADULT actually heard
these plans and did nothing. It was the same old story -- kid
was an outcast, teased and tormented at school, so he exacts his
revenge with his father's .22 revolver. Something is definitely
screwed up here.
major story is that VP Dick Cheney is back in the hospital with
chest pains. I don't think this guy is going to make it through
the term. He had his 4th heart attack last November and he is
already back in getting catheterized. This cannot be good news
for poor Bush, who cannot function without Cheney's brain.
and peeing a lot, though now it burns to go. Quite unpleasant.
This is a new development. Perhaps the stone is nearing the exit
ramp. One can only hope.
5PM: I want
a bagel. Why, I don't know. At least I have a craving for some
kind of food. The other day I felt like a pizza and at least I
had a frozen one up there. So, I got in the car and went to Brueggers
on Ninth and got a 1/2 dozen (4 sesame and 2 egg) so I would have
them for breakfast this week. I shouldn't have been on the road;
I was wincing while on line. What is wrong with me? Am I nuts?
My side hurt and I was coasting on the percocet. Made it home
ok. Toasted an egg bagel, which wasn't very good. NY egg bagels
are much better; I miss the ones from the Israeli bakery on Flatlands
Ave in Brooklyn. Those were big, fluffy and chewy -- magnificent.
Bruegger's egg tasted kind of flat, like something was missing.
This flavor is their "special of the month". I don't
think this one will be making a comeback.
Got an email
from Dr. Brown. The full culture of my urinanalysis shows some
bacterial cells, but says that I only need to take the antibiotics
for the rest of today and then quit. She says I don't need the
full course. That could change if this thing doesn't get the hell
out of me.
a craving for spinach. What is going on? I nuked some frozen spinach
and had that for supper.
Took and shower after coloring my hair. Maybe this will make me
feel better, lol. Actually, I am racing to finish this before
I start hurting more. I already feel the pain in my kidney and
abdomen returning. I take one pill after the shower.
Starting to doze. Phone rings. Online friend Pam L. from Tampa
called, which was very kind, since I actually hadn't ever talked
to her on the phone, just IMing. I hadn't been online in several
days, so she was worried. I had IM'd her last Sunday (when it
happened) that I didn't feel well. At that time I thought it was
just cramps. Ironically we were discussing kidney stones at that
time, but not in the context that this was what was happening
to me then. Anyway, we chatted for a few minutes and then I threw
the blanket back in the dryer.
I was thinking
about this blanket-in-the-dryer thing. It would be cool to invent
a 2 layer cotton blanket (most electric blankets are acrylic,
which is why I don't get one) that has some lining/material in
between the layers that retains heat when you tumble it in the
dryer. You know, so that it will stay warm for hours. That would
make a mint. Guess that will have to go on my inventing to-do
7:30 AM -- I slept almost all the way through. I got up once,
no twice during the night. This is better. I think I was up 5
or 6 times before. I am noticing that it is harder to go. I think
the stone must be in a place that is blocking the flow somewhat.
This would explain the pain urinating that I didn't have before.
Another thing that I noticed is that when I am taking the percocet
(I had gone almost 10 hours without any meds the other night)
I don't feel the burning. It may have been burning the whole time
and I just didn't feel it because of the meds. I could probably
deal with the burning somewhat, but it definitely hurts enough
to discourage wanting to go, which is counterproductive. I should
be going at least 4x an hour. This is what is making it hard for
me to go into work, aside from the meds. I cannot be very productive
if I am half asleep or in the bathroom. I really hate missing
work. It's debilitating.
I call the triage nurse, to see if there is anything that I can
do to get this thing out of me. She says that she will call back.
just lay down on the sofa and the phone rings. Nurse calls back
from Dr. Lausier's office. I have an appointment with Dr. Preminger
in clinic 1G tomorrow at 10AM. Thankfully this clinic is over
near Dr. Brown, only a mile away. I think this is the urologist
I saw the last time around. God I hope I don't have to go through
the followup with this again. I had to pee in a gallon jug every
month and turn it in at the clinic. It was such a big hassle.
else, I should be thankful that I live near most of the resources
I need to get by. A mile from my endo and the hospital, about
a mile and a half to the drug store. Two blocks from the grocery.
I can at least fend for myself in most circumstances. The only
out of the way thing is my PCP. She is way up over in North Durham,
I'd say about 7 miles away. Not too bad, but when you are in pain,
dizzy or tired, that drive seems far. And it involves more traffic
and many lights, so that is a drive I don't want to deal with
in my condition if I can help it.
Patsy, when I talked to her on the phone the other day, said she
hadn't been to the endo in over a year (she is diabetic), which
is not good. She also has glaucoma, so getting a ride is a necessity
for her. She said she hadn't been in a long time because the only
endo covered is way over on the other side of Phoenix, I think
she said 30 miles. That is ridiculous in a city of that size and
population. Of course, this makes it all the more important for
folks like me and Patsy who have chronic, progressive diseases
to research everything most people don't think about. You know,
like where to move (proximity to resources and medical care) and
job options (stability of the company and health insurance options
are even more important than salary considerations), where and
how you vacation. The stuff aside from dietary choices and timing
your diabetic mediations that people don't think about that have
an impact on quality of life. Factors that make life choices more
complicated and restrictive than for the average person.
me off sometimes, like right now (which is why I am typing this
to vent), but 100 years ago, I probably wouldn't be alive now;
I have intertwined chronic conditions that were not very treatable.
Medicine has come long way, and by and large I am healthy most
of the time, it just seems like when I get in a bad rut of health
problems, they just are really bad ones. It would be nice to just
get a regular common cold. I rarely ever get sick from that, or
the flu. I get foot infections or kidney stones, or mono, lol.
Big time things that put me out of commission.
I am trying
to think of how to make my life healthier. I got the damn treadmill
which I have used a total of maybe a week and a half before all
of the foot and kidney business did me in. I had been walking
every day with the dogs anyway. I had been on my dietary regimen
for so long that it is second nature. I don't smoke, drink or
drug. I was getting in 8 glasses of fluid a day (that I could
have probably upped some, to 10-12). What else can I do to help
myself? It is very frustrating.
Spent the afternoon in a good deal of pain. Slept hard for about
2 hours after taking 2 pills. Fed dogs. Laid down again.
PM: Eureka! I passed the stone! Or rather a stone.
I don't know if there is anything left in there to pass. I will
know after my drugs have worn off if anything is left in there,
since the last time I had immediate relief from acute pain once
the drugs wore off, just pain in my side.
It was quite
large, bigger than the last ones I had passed. It is smooth and
dark brown, but big. Not surprising that it would have been painful.
The one from three years ago looked more like moon rock, gray
and jagged. It was 1/2 the size of this monster.
actually great timing, since I can take it to the urologist tomorrow.
Maybe this is the end of this log. I'll see after tomorrow's visit.
I think it's all outta there! I feel much better. I do have some
soreness in my back, near the kidney, and a little burning when
urinating, but otherwise I'm fine. I guess I feel the burning
because the drugs have worn off, but I can deal. Whew. Not looking
forward to drinking 100 oz. of fluids per day for the urologist,
but that's the breaks.
Went to Dr. Preminger, the urologist. This guy is some bigwig
in this field. I was doing research on the web the last time around
on kidney stones and actually found some teaching articles he
wrote on it. Good news -- I passed the stone and took it
in to the urologist today. I am back in the office today. I'm
still suffering from dehydration, soreness and sleep-deprivation
from 9 days of that torture, but I feel much, much better. Should
be near 100% tomorrow. Bad news -- apparently in my ER
drug-induced haze that Sunday I didn't hear, that I
have another stone high up in my left kidney. They
don't know when it will start its journey (they cannot do anything
about it anyway), but it's basically a smaller, still-ticking
is that the Glucophage XR that I was put on a month ago is the
culprit. I was put on an earlier version of it 3.5 years ago and
within a month or two I had my first attack. I told the dr. but
I don't know if he believes me. I don't eat much dairy, so that's
not a problem. The last one was calcium, I suspect this one is
the same. It was 4mm in size, the other one is 2mm so far. That
was the size of my last one, so its departure will not be quiet.
I have a decent supply of painkillers left over, so I'll refrigerate
them and hope they keep until the next time. God, like I need
to think about the next time.
I was given
a jug to fill with a 24-hour urine sample in 5 months, and I am
to go back to see him in six months. That 24 hour urine thing
is the pits. Have to stay home and just pee and collect it all
in this jug. Pleasant, huh? They have to keep testing my urine
to see what is forming the stones.
thereabouts. Went to office. Nice to see everyone. MHa had brought
a motherlode of macademia nut goodies (plus a t-shirt and hat)
from Wanda (Univ Hawaii Press), who sent them along at the Tucson
conference. We always exchange gifts. I will have to get a "care"
package her way soon.
home. Fed dogs. Getting ready to have a decent meal that I can
hopefully taste, now that the drugs are out of my system. Need
to get a decent night's sleep as I am very tired.
5:30PM: I've been fine the last couple of days. I went back
to work and have had 2 full days under my belt. I have a big sports
jug and a can of Crystal Light mix in my desk so I can drink all
day long. This, of course means I am running to the bathroom at
least 2x a hour, which is very irritating.
the bill from the ER visit. Apparently the woman who confirmed
my insurance with me while I was on the gurney lost the
paperwork, because Duke thinks I owe them $1205.05. You
have to see this bill to believe it. This is why health
care is out of control. Guess I'll have to call on Monday
and straighten this out.
7:45PM: Just an addendum. Today is my mom's birthday. She
passed away May
4, 1997. As always, I plant spring flowers. This year, some
nice pink snapdragons are in pots
in front of my house. I am still tired for some reason;
feeling a general fatigue. I at least can sleep.
Oh, and by
the way, since my stone is probably calcium, like the last one,
these are the foods now on my hit list (from NIH Publication No.
00-2495 February 2000):
to forming calcium oxalate stones may be asked by their doctor
to cut back on certain foods on this list :
- Wheat bran
In most cases,
these foods can be eaten in limited amounts.
Now this sucks. I love tea, strawberries, nuts and spinach. I
already have many foods I need to restrict because of diabetes.
The menu gets smaller and smaller.
on kidney stones at:
June 4 2001: Left Kidney Stone #2 attacks.
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