Done

What a day it's been but it's over and that particular stone is no longer in my body. I got in to see the urologist this morning at 9:30 and he scheduled me for a procedure this afternoon at the hospital's surgery center. I am so, so grateful. By the time I got there I was in severe pain again and the pain meds were doing very little. 

To sum it all up, the doctor went up the proper pathway and did something which may have been a laser-needle blast of the stone and that was that. And I have hardly any memory at all of the whole pre-op experience because by then they'd hit me with a dose of dilaudid that kicked my ass hard. Thank goodness. And they did the procedure under general anesthesia.

And now I'm home, feeling exhausted, battered, flattened, and sore but home. Home, home, home. 

Poor Glen had to wait patiently and seemingly endlessly while they figured out how to fit me into the surgical schedule. The doctor had the availability but an anesthesiologist and a room had to be found. In fact, it seems like this whole experience has been one of endless and limbo-like waiting. Waiting to get to a facility to see a doctor of one sort or another, waiting to get pain meds, waiting to be prepped and made ready for surgery, waiting for pain meds, waiting for pain meds, waiting for pain meds...

But, that whole part is done (knock wood) and I am going to eat a piece of cheese toast and crawl into my bed and not get out for many hours. 

And that, for now, is that. Thank all of you so much for your kindness and caring. 

Love...Ms. Moon