Wednesday, December 16, 2009

On the Mend???

The lithotripsy procedure was on Friday morning was a breeze. I felt a little cramping in my back that night, which I assume was stone fragments passing, but that was it. No bruising or any other pain they had warned me about.

The cystoscope on the other hand…YOWZA! I never would have agreed to it had I known how painful it was going to be afterwards. “Mild discomfort” and the “ability to return to normal activities the next day” are the words I recall being associated with cystoscope. It was like the fire of a thousand suns in my bladder afterwards.

The pain from the cystosope gradually increased throughout Friday and Saturday. By Sunday morning I couldn’t get out of bed. I called my mom and she hopped on a flight out of Philly to come and help me with E (M had already left for a 3 day trip). I called the on-call doctor twice and was told a little discomfort was to be expected. Thanks. I didn’t even take pain killers after my c-section and Vicodin wasn’t touching THIS pain. My mom took one look at me when she arrived at the house, and put me in the car to go to the ER.

I spent 4 hours there getting IV antibiotics and pain killer. The ER doc was in disbelief that I that I was prescribed such an old-school, first generation antibiotic. According to him, most strains of UTI bacteria are immune to it. He wrote me prescriptions for some new meds which seem to be working. I’m entering into the “discomfort” phase now. And discomfort is a relative term….I still feel like I’m sitting on hot coals.

After notifying my doctor’s office I’d gone to the ER, I didn’t even get a follow-up call to see how I was doing. I’m so done with them. The staff has been rude and disorganized from the start. After not doing their due-diligence to schedule my procedure correctly the first time, leading to its last minute cancellation, I should have been done with those clowns. Their office is located in mid-town, and they’re affiliated with a hospital a few blocks away whose name begins with an E and ends with a Y.

Keep that in mind if you’re looking for a urologist NOT to use in Atlanta.

For now runblondie26 is waddling like a penguin until the “discomfort” is gone.

Yes, I'm an angry little penguin today.



  1. Ouch x 100! I am so sorry it has been such a bad recovery. Feel better and know I am thinking about you!

  2. Ouch x 100! I am so sorry it has been such a bad recovery. Feel better and know I am thinking about you!