Monday, July 27, 2015
Remember that post I did last week about pain?
Yeah. That one.
I finally got to see a urologist this morning, three and a half weeks after the problem began, and after two visits to my own physician plus a CAT scan and an ultrasound examination. Turns out I have a fairly substantial kidney stone, which has been causing all the pain and blood in my urine. No fun at all. I'll be going into hospital to have something done about it within the next week or two.
At least the urologist was able to prescribe a fairly strong painkiller. My regular physician didn't dare do so, thanks to Tennessee's insanely convoluted pain medication laws and regulations. I've had to make do with only semi-effective medication until this morning. I filled the new prescription on the way home, and popped the first of them a few minutes ago. Here's hoping it takes the edge off the pain, which has been distinctly un-funny over the past couple of days.
Anyway, so far, so good. I've heard it said that "Pain is nature's way of telling you that you're still alive". In that case, I'm so alive it hurts!
(There's also an alternative saying: "Pain is nature's way of reminding you that you're only one bear attack away from being the hamburger in the bun of life". At present, that feels about right . . . )