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the rev":k2jovrv7 said:
a 5 mil stone would be really hard to pass through the urethra without knowing, you must have a huge urethra...
As it turned out, you were right, brothah rev. And the urologist was wrong. The stone wasn't gone, and it kicked mah whaht ayuss into the 'mergency room again yesterday. Four 5 mg. oxycodone caps were just enough to keep me at "9" on the pain scale...meaning I wasn't squirming on the floor and screaming. But after 6 hours of hell I had Mrs. Vito cart me off the ER, where a hefty I.V. dose of dilaudin banished the pain.

The ER doc gave me a scrip for Flomax, so I'm going to try that. They gave me a Flomax capsule in the ER right before they released me, but I barfed that up as soon as I got home. I hadn't eaten anything all day, and evidently you can't take that stuff on an empty stomach. I'll be starting on it tonight.

They did another CT scan yesterday and determined that the stone is 3 cm. from the bladder. They also showed it as being 4 mm. in diameter. WFT? Either it shrunk (unlikely), or it presented a smaller cross-section to the scan (seems most likely), or there's human measurement error involved (also likely). Any way you cut it, that bad boy is pretty close to the bladder, so they ought to be able to snag it endoscopically. I really don't want lithotripsy.

Anyhow, I hope the Flomax works. It was 7 hours of hell yesterday before they finally got the Dilaudin into me. I'm a big fan of not repeating that process. :mrgreen:

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Hey Vito, at this point I'd be willing to part with just about anything if someone could just get the damn thing out of me. So sorry; maybe yesterday is the last of the Big Pain episodes.
 
alfredo_buscatti":jm3igna9 said:
...maybe yesterday is the last of the Big Pain episodes.
No way to tell, Mike. It's a total crap shoot as to whether the stone moves or stays put. It has to move to come out of there, but that's when the pain kicks in. It's evidently a perversion of the No Pain, No Gain Principle. ;)

Flomax (allegedly) dilates the ureter, giving the stone more room to move. Then it's just a matter of pouring liquid through myself to flush that puppy outa there. We'll see, but it's going to come out one way or the other.

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a 4-5 mm stone is no joke brother. Really sorry it wasn't over for you. The flomax did help me a bit, but it sucks, makes you dizzy and nauseous. I have never had one that took so long, am really sorry man, hope something is done soon

rev
 
DAMN, Veet :affraid:

Here's hoping the stone, the back & the rest of it are all cleared up by tomorrow morning.

And stay cleared up.

That much suckage should not be anyone's lot in life.

:cat: :face: :study:

 
Thanks Yakst, but I don't think the li'l bastidge is going to come out on its own, so I went ahead and scheduled surgery for Dec. 14, Friday. If the sumbitch hasn't vacated the premises by then, I have enlisted the aid of one of the best dickular surgeons in Orange County to apply some...er, Direct Persuasion<img class="emojione" alt="™️" title=":tm:" title=":tm:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/emojione/assets/png/2122.png?v=2.2.7"/> to forcibly evict its ayuss. To paraphrase Commander Will Riker, "I'm through messing around with this bastard." :twisted:

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Vito":0wwtxrcr said:
Thanks Yakst, but I don't think the li'l bastidge is going to come out on its own, so I went ahead and scheduled surgery for Dec. 14, Friday. If the sumbitch hasn't vacated the premises by then, I have enlisted the aid of one of the best dickular surgeons in Orange County to apply some...er, Direct Persuasion<img class="emojione" alt="™️" title=":tm:" title=":tm:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/emojione/assets/png/2122.png?v=2.2.7"/> to forcibly evict its ayuss. To paraphrase Commander Will Riker, "I'm through messing around with this bastard." :twisted:
...even though the Enterprise's best dickular surgeon was Dr. Crusher... :lol:

"Dickular surgeon." :lol: I hate to be laughing at a time like this. Sorry Veet.

Good luck, however the thing gets out, Vito. 8)
 
Kyle Weiss":dt502rj9 said:
...even though the Enterprise's best dickular surgeon was Dr. Crusher... :lol:
If :pirate: were here he'd have a party with that one. For my part, I think I'd better leave it alone. :silent:

Kyle Weiss":dt502rj9 said:
I hate to be laughing at a time like this. Sorry Veet.
Nah...go ahead and laugh all you want, Kyle. I don't mind anyone making light about this. Might as well inject levity into the situation. Before long I suspect they'll be injecting plenty of other stuff. :mrgreen:

Thanks guys.

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true story:

I am actually very modest. I am not one of those old dudes with the grey beard that will walk around the gym sans towel, or sit in the hot springs in my birth suit. I have only been seen naked by my wife and my dr. and ofcourse myself in the last 27 years. But this day I just happen to be getting the stint that had been placed in my ureter out. And I have geared myself up to face my dr, who is a very professional middle aged man with a name so long I couldn't begin to pronounce it. I felt reasonably at peace, until...

my name is called by the beautiful twenty something girl. As I walk to the door praying that she is just going to take my blood pressure and hand me over to a male nurse or something she says, "hi john, I am going to be your nurse today"

I was wrecked. What could be worse that having to have a long wire taken out of your johnson? Having some hot younger girl take an intimate part in the procedure. Man, this day was not going well. She hands me a nice little dress and sends me on the walk of shame to the bathroom to change. But as I am in there, I hear her talking to someone else, and its a very feminine voice. I am not feeling good about this. As I exit the bathroom in my cute little dress, I see another young lady, even more attractive than the first. What in the hell is she doing here?

"john, this is so and so, she is training and will be assisting us today"

I am not sure if I started crying at this point or not. I am put into a chair with my legs in stirrups, and then I get assaulted by these two beautiful young things. Soap, and sponges and adjusting this way and that. I was so violated, it was like they didn't even realize I was human, I had feelings. They left the room quickly to have a good laugh I suspect, and when they returned with the dr. I just hoped things would be over quickly. And they were. There was a bit of pain, a bit of blood, but nothing compared to the emotional trauma that I had gone through...

I may never recover

rev
 
Dickular surgeon, isn't he the one who performs addadicktome enhancements? Make sure you double check the paperwork when you go into pre-op.

I feel your humiliation Rev. My last DOT physical I'm sitting in the little room in my drawers waiting for the doc, and in walks a lady I figured was the nurse. Nope, she's the doc. We start going through the tests and I'm figuring they'll send in a male to do the nugget check for sure. Nope, she says drop em, I balk, and she says "Yeah, don't worry, this won't be fun for me either". Actually I think the comment was worse than having to drop em in front of a lady for non fun related activities :cry:
 
Hahaha, that's some funny shite, PD. :) I've heard some gal docs will actually ice their hands before the check just for fun. :twisted:

I had to do a physical for the company I work for per diem, and was able to escape the dreaded ball grab.

 
I like ice, sometimes :twisted:

I guess I had a good run. My three previous physicals were with the same doc, he just asked if there were any problems with "The Boys" and we skipped the fondling of the jewels.

Actually, what was going through my mind the moment she was kneeling in front of me doing that part of the examination was "She's pretty close, this better be quick or I'm in trouble" :shock:
 
I've never dealt with a female doctor in that regard. I'm not quite sure how I'd react. Probably creeped out. :lol: I've skated by with exactly as you mentioned, male doc, "...how's the gemsack?...oh, no problems?...*scribblescribble*....good to go..." :lol:

8)
 
Puff Daddy":3d9k43vq said:
...Actually, what was going through my mind the moment she was kneeling in front of me doing that part of the examination was "She's pretty close, this better be quick or I'm in trouble" :shock:
Really. It's no fun having some hot fox messing with the trouser snake when you can't do anything about it. :no:

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alfredo_buscatti":rj5tyq0z said:
Hey Vito! You okay?
Hi Mike:

Yeah...the ordeal is (mostly) over. I spent a week pasted to the couch on oxycodone. Just when it seemed like everything was starting to get back to normal (...well, except for pissing blood every once in a while), the urologist decided it was time to remove the stent. Holy effin' sh!tzky....!!!!!!

The endoscope he used to go up into the bladder and snag the stent might have seemed less like a medieval torture device if he had used a local anesthetic like he originally said he would...but he didn't. It wasn't the same kind of wicked, burning, searing, corrosive pain of trying to pee right after the surgery (which I would describe as "pissing red-hot razor blades"). Rather, I would say that perhaps it was a bit more like someone inserting a rabid wombat up your pecker...although I must admit that at the time it was happening, I was somewhat disinclined to appreciate the subtle differences. If there are any.

My favorite line: "Try to relax", he said, while he's shoving the endoscope up the dicktube:

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How's that for comedy? I wonder if that's what they said when they had heretics on the rack.

Anyhow, it's almost back to normal down there...at least, I'm past the point of gritting my teeth and enunciating words like, "Rrrwwaaahhrrgghhh" when I drain the tea. Oh...and anyone who might be considering whether or not to get a kidney stone, my advice would be "Don't." I'm thankful that the pain is little more than a memory, but it's not a memory I recall with any great fondness. :x

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I'd have told them to get the right tool for the job.. put the black one up and get a white one. My richard is to little for that contraption...
 
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