I Have to Try
Life is good, right now. It is also really tough.
My big news is that the new kidney stone is really killing me. I tried to work today, but that was a joke. By the second stop, I was out of gas and in extreme pain. By the third, I was ready to pass out from the pain. The manager of the account actually threatened to call 911, as bad as I looked and acted. The fourth, well that was a delusion. After that I called the boss and said that I was heading in for the day. I left three accounts undone. Something that I have never done. All I can do is try to work, but if my body fails, there isn't much that I can do.
Did you try medication? Sure, but you can only take so much before the body calls it quits. My meds (Percoset 5/325), eventually make me have an upset stomach. That and the doctor prescribed 1-2 every six hours. After five in five hours, with still so much pain, I just couldn't take it any longer.
There is no way to adequately describe the pain. I have been told that the experience is as close as a man can get to childbirth. Although, I have talked to women that have been through both and they claim that kidney stones are many time worse.
For those of you that still don't get the object of this pain, picture this: I have a 9 mm stone on the right side and a 2 mm stone on the left. Picture a stone looking like a piece of rice (of the indicated size) with thorns sticking out of it. The kidney is roughly the size of your fist. So, a stone bouncing around inside that has a bit of room. The problem next, though, is the ureter (the tube between the kidney and bladder). That tube is roughly the same size a piece of wet spaghetti. Now picture a 9 mm stone traveling down that with a steady stream of urine following that. Eventually the pressure will push it through, although there is a lot of stretching and tearing to go through first. This stretching and tearing leads to scaring, which in turn will lead to another stint (as I had put in the left ureter back in March 2005 and removed in May 2005).
Oh, and lest I forget, there is the actual passing of the stone or remaining sand (after lithotripsy). That alone is it's own kind of pain. Think of pissing razor blades for several days. The thought of that experience makes me cringe, even now. Oh the things I have to look forward to in the next few weeks.
I have had my diet changed so many times, I have lost count. Vegetarian, vegan, all meat, all dairy, not this vegetable, more of this vegetable, no soda, no beer, no this, no that, more of this, and more of that. I am so tired of the drama and do not know what else to do.
All I have left is to try. I have to try to live life. I have to try to continue to work. I have to try to make through another round of medications. I have to tyr to make through the next surgery.
I have to try.
My big news is that the new kidney stone is really killing me. I tried to work today, but that was a joke. By the second stop, I was out of gas and in extreme pain. By the third, I was ready to pass out from the pain. The manager of the account actually threatened to call 911, as bad as I looked and acted. The fourth, well that was a delusion. After that I called the boss and said that I was heading in for the day. I left three accounts undone. Something that I have never done. All I can do is try to work, but if my body fails, there isn't much that I can do.
Did you try medication? Sure, but you can only take so much before the body calls it quits. My meds (Percoset 5/325), eventually make me have an upset stomach. That and the doctor prescribed 1-2 every six hours. After five in five hours, with still so much pain, I just couldn't take it any longer.
There is no way to adequately describe the pain. I have been told that the experience is as close as a man can get to childbirth. Although, I have talked to women that have been through both and they claim that kidney stones are many time worse.
For those of you that still don't get the object of this pain, picture this: I have a 9 mm stone on the right side and a 2 mm stone on the left. Picture a stone looking like a piece of rice (of the indicated size) with thorns sticking out of it. The kidney is roughly the size of your fist. So, a stone bouncing around inside that has a bit of room. The problem next, though, is the ureter (the tube between the kidney and bladder). That tube is roughly the same size a piece of wet spaghetti. Now picture a 9 mm stone traveling down that with a steady stream of urine following that. Eventually the pressure will push it through, although there is a lot of stretching and tearing to go through first. This stretching and tearing leads to scaring, which in turn will lead to another stint (as I had put in the left ureter back in March 2005 and removed in May 2005).
Oh, and lest I forget, there is the actual passing of the stone or remaining sand (after lithotripsy). That alone is it's own kind of pain. Think of pissing razor blades for several days. The thought of that experience makes me cringe, even now. Oh the things I have to look forward to in the next few weeks.
I have had my diet changed so many times, I have lost count. Vegetarian, vegan, all meat, all dairy, not this vegetable, more of this vegetable, no soda, no beer, no this, no that, more of this, and more of that. I am so tired of the drama and do not know what else to do.
All I have left is to try. I have to try to live life. I have to try to continue to work. I have to try to make through another round of medications. I have to tyr to make through the next surgery.
I have to try.
posted by Earth Rooster @ 20:34
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