The doctor visit wasn’t what I hoped but there’s always a bright side:
- It isn’t cancer or worse. Kidney stones can be “fixed”.
- It’s happening at home and not when I’m off on the road away from home.
- I don’t have a child in high school . . which is how it was last time I had to have kidney stone surgery.
I had planned to go to MO next week because we have rain in our forecast and if it rains, the garden isn’t such a pain for Vince to deal with but who knows when I’ll get to do that now.
The doctor said that anything less than 5 mm, they hope you can pass on your own but realistically, he’s never very optimistic with anything over 4 mm. The stone in my right kidney is 6 mm and is partially blocking the kidney. He would like to do surgery tomorrow but . . he has a broken arm and can’t do surgery til next week. He said if I have fever or severe pain, go to the ER and they will get him and he will do the surgery. His arm has been broken for a while and I could tell he was real tempted to go ahead and schedule the surgery for tomorrow but I assured him I would go to the ER if I had any problems til we can get that stone out.
The other not so great news is . . there’s a 12 mm stone in my left kidney. It isn’t moving and he wants to get it before it starts moving but the right side is the most urgent right now since it’s causing a partial blockage. He will take care of the right stone, get me recovered from that and then he’ll do the left stone.
Neither stone are good candidates for lithotripsy or other busting up procedures so he will go in with the basket, which requires a stint left in place for several weeks. I’ve had it before it’s most miserable. Last time I had it done, it was right before our vacation . . a fishing trip to GA (from KY) in a crappy little cabin on a lake. Vince and Chad had been looking forward to the trip forever so I was a trooper . . we left the day after my surgery and I thought (halfway wished) I was going to die! At least I can recover at home and not make a 10 hour trip in the car and be stuck in a rustic cabin.
Tomorrow I go back to the eye doctor. Surely I’ll get good news there but I’m not real optimistic about that.