wideawakeinaz

I had asked to have x-rays done prior, but my doctor and his nurse didn't call the hospital about that, so they couldn't just do it and my doctor didn't do them, because he was going to do an x-ray during the procedure anyways. i wish they did it prior to the procedure, but it was funny, i told my urologist, i thought i passed it and he was sure i still had it in me....but when i woke up, i was sitting in the bed in recovery room and i was like, i dont' feel a string. then i thought, either i didn't have a stent or they put it in me without a string.

my boyfriend came to the waiting room and told me what the doctor told him, which was, the stone did pass, they did go way up inside me with the scope to make sure there wasn't more stones and because of this, no stent. my boyfriend said, it was about 45 minutes from the moment i left the pre-op to the moment the doctor contacted him.

so i'm guessing, maybe 30-45 minutes for the whole thing, but since i was asleep, i have no idea really how long i was in for. i got in around 2pm...check in was quick, was in pre-op i guess around 2:45 or 3pm...the waiting room was packed and while sitting there, 2-3 families were told about their family's kidney stone surgeries, so my boyfriend and i said, yesterday was kidney stone day.

pre-op was painful, only because, my veins are deep and so, the needles had to be poked around and finally they had to use my hand for the IV and other stuff. i don't think i had so many needles in me like i did yesterday. after they were done with my stats, they let my boyfriend come and i kept telling him i loved him.

i just kept thinking, when both my parents died, they died suddenly and their last moments of life, i never told them i loved them. mom was in a coma and i told her everyday, but, i don't know if she heard me or not and dad, he was awake the 2 weeks before his heart attack, so i told him everyday, but the morning he died, i was at home and couldn't say, i loved him. so, i had bad thoughts and just wanted to make sure my boyfriend knew i loved him and i made sure i told all my friends i loved them too. of course, all the freaking out was for nothing at all. i obviously came out of it fine.

we were able to leave for home...around 6 or so. we were home by 7, had to go for my antibotic, which took maybe 15 minutes or so. so, i guess for me, the entire procedure and medication shopping took roughly about 5 hours all together.

last night, when i first got home, i wasn't in pain at all. today, i am sore down there, so i took some tylenol. i'm still sore, but it's tolerable. my urologist told my boyfriend i'll probably be sore for a couple of days. i am peeing blood, which is gross, but considering i am a female, it's not that bad, i'm used to this. as far as actually going to the bathroom, that doesn't hurt as bad as it did yesterday, just now waiting for the soreness and the blood to go away.

honestly, honestly, honestly....worrying is so much worst. now i'm like, i can be put to sleep and never worry again, if i have to be. i put myself through weeks of being upset and having panic attacks over something that didn't affect me at all. so all i can say to anyone at all....don't worry. you'll make yourself sicker if you worry. it's not worth it to make yourself more sick over something that you can't control anyways. so, i'm happy its over with and now i'm ready to recover!