Random and Odd

The one where I die from the paindom of it all….

After I posted the last blog about the cyst, I got a 9pm phone call from my urologist.  Now, when you get a call that late from your doctor, especially one that deals with what my sister calls it, ‘the filtration system’, it can’t be good.

He was afraid the cyst was pushing against my bladder and causing the problem, but he also said it might not be a cyst, but a tumor that was attaching to the bladder.  Either way, I needed to see my gynecologist to get a sonogram to check it out.

To catch you up.  In the beginning of July I got a bladder infection. I have been on 5 different types of antibiotics, 1 trip to the ER, 2 allergic reactions, a CT scan, an ultrasound, my car broken into, my phone and wallet stolen and have lost the will to live.   That’s just a recap.

I had to get an emergency appointment for the gynecologist and she said, “It’s a cyst. You’re fine. No sonogram needed, the CT scan shows it’s big, but it’s fine.”  I got felt up for nothing. I spent 15 dollars for nothing.  BUT, she did put me on ANOTHER type of antibiotic…just in case.
On Friday I went in for the urology appointment where, “Have you ever had to have a catheter? it’s like that, but with a little flashlight and camera on it, not too painful, just uncomfortable” appointment.
My sister insisted on coming even though I tried to reassure her that with the amount of pain I have been in the past 3 months, THIS wasn’t going to do me in, THIS was going to be the answer.  I mean, come on…the guy has a flashlight AND A CAMERA, you can solve cold case murder mystery with a flashlight and camera!

Oh how wrong I was.

I now will never trust a man with a flashlight and camera attached to a fishing rod EVER again.

It wasn’t the size of what was going where no one has ever gone before, but the blade they had to use to get there.  I was fine until the doctor and nurse got ‘that  look’ and they pulled out some sharp objects and even though they tried to do whatever it was they were doing, really fast, it felt like they had ripped open my pee hole. Oh wait, THEY DID.  Kathy was holding my hand and when the pain got so bad that I burst into tears and began sobbing, she stayed there and kept saying it was almost over.   Just typing that made me feel the pain all over again.  I felt violated and tricked.  They could have said, “We are going to have to make this bigger and in order to do that, we are going to need to remove a bunch of stuff to get there and it’s going to hurt like a son of bitch.”, but they didn’t. They just went there and i’m still trying to get over the shock and trauma of it.

You could be saying, “Dramatic much?”  but for those of you that have had whatever it was that was done, will understand what I am talking about, for those of you that have never had it…go to the bathroom right now and pee.  Don’t take that little pleasure for granted anymore.  You can pee knowing you’re not peeing over  an open wound.   Go on, and pee like the wind!!  And when you’re done and you’re not screaming in pain or throwing up from it, put a big smile on your face.

They said the second day (today) would be worse. Shit, they were not kidding.

At the end of the appointment, I was certain I would hear the words, “Well, we figured it out and we fixed it.”…but I didn’t. They said, (once they could get to the bladder after drilling a new hole and spelunking around a bit) that my bladder actually looked fine.

So what’s the problem?  *shrug*  They still don’t know.  Until then, I’m now on 2 antibiotics and bed rest until the bleeding stops.

*thank you Maria for the cookies.
*thank you sister for being there.

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  • Melanie a.k.a seahorse photography

    OMG! You poor thing! I have been wondering how you were doing. That totally sucks. I have had a catheter before and the nurse who took it out jerked it out before telling me and I wanted to punch her in the face but your experience sounds much worse. Although, I’ve had an epesiotomy (i have no idea how to spell that and i’m too lazy to look it up) and your experience sounds terribly close to that nightmare. I hope you’ve got some really great drugs. Too bad demerol doesn’t come in pill form. That’s the badass, dreamy, wonderful king of drugs as far as I’m concerned :) Feel better soon!

  • Susie

    A cystoscopy, right? I had that at the beginning of WTF. And like you, things weren’t open enough and they had to dilate. I had one nurse on either side, holding my hands, telling me jokes. It hurts. Geez, Princess. What could this be? They found nothing with my cystoscopy, either, but later discovered — with CT scan — infectious kidney stones, high up in the kidney. I would think that would have shown up by now, with all the photography you’ve had, but maybe run it by someone. xoxo

  • Karla

    Ouch! That hurt just reading that. I’ve never had one of those and will now try to avoid one at all costs. Have you had a CA 125 blood test and a transvaginal ultrasound? I would request these tests if they don’t find out what’s wrong. This is a good website for women’s health questions http://www.womenshealth.gov Hope you feel better soon!

  • dashababy

    You’re welcome sister. Don’t give up. It’s all a learning process.

    And Susie, I thought of you many times as we wonder what is wrong and how awful is to not KNOW. It’s the worst. We love you.
    Hopefully, for Kris, it’s just a stricture that was causing so much pain and problems. The gallstones will most likely pose a problem later but, one problem and at a time please.
    Gonna go watch some TV church now. Love you xoxxo
    Hang in there, both of you xoxoxox

  • Maria

    Oh, Kristine! I’m crying for you and clutching my girl parts in sympathy.

    I need to send you chocolate next time.

    Enjoy the cookies.

  • Christina

    Oh Little One! I am so sorry that these evil men are doing this to you! I know the pain, the Gawd awful pain you are going through! I went through it a couple of weeks ago! Every month I swear I hate being a woman. They put things where things don’t belong. They tell us we are crazy for being in pain! Thinking of you!

  • Cori

    Have been praying for you to get relief. Lets hope some dr somewhere can figure you out. Why are you (or your body) being so darn difficult?