The stone was sent off for analysis so that they can try to figure out what is causing them. I'll pretty much do anything to avoid repeating this experience!!
A stent was placed to help the ureter heal. I was told I may have some mild discomfort, but it wasn't too bad. When i asked if he had ever had one, he smiled sheepishly and said no. Mm-hmm.
They gave me a dose of Dilaudid after I woke up, on top of all of the anesthesia meds, so I was feeling delightfully loopy. Then they proceeded to go over a ton of important information regarding the stent and pain control. My usually on-top-of-all-medical-stuff self just didn't care at that point, so it was a good thing it was in writing and that they talked to Matt as well.
So it's now 4:30 am and I'm blogging from my bath tub...that should give some kind of indication of how things are going. All I can say is holy stent. The kidney spasms are about as bad as the worst pain I felt from the stone, and narcotics aren't touching it. Sleep is pretty much not happening.
But the good news is that the end is near. After 5 days, I can pull the stent (which is about 18 inches long!!!!) and hopefully put this whole crazy ideal behind me. I am counting down the days...and nights!
Now I'll be getting back to my mindless Amazon Prime show as I soak in my tub. Good night...sort of.