Catheter, kidney stone and the end of a year.

Let me start this post by sending my sympathies to the babies around the world crying because of their wet diapers, it is indeed a miserable state to be in, one I find myself in after going to the hospital thinking I was suffering because of gases or so I thought since the pain was in the same spot I was treated for that a year ago.

I reach the hospital around 13:30 thinking I will be given some medicine and sent home soon.

By around 18:15 I had been punctured a dozen times to either have my blood drawn or injected medicine, something that continued after I had my first ambulance ride which took me to a bigger hospital.

By the time all the exams were over it was 4:00 and I was getting a couple of the most painful sedative injections in my poor spine.

I wake up sometime later, but can't feel my legs (since I'm still sedated) and am given the news that they managed to take off the stone and that I can get my new catheter taken off in about 10 days.

Leaving the hospital with a diaper since I didn't want to leak inside the Uber was unpleasant, trying to sleep while my bed got colder and wetter while I leaked piss and blood over it?

Not as awful as seeing a nylon string coming out of your wee get pulled along with the soggy, bloody diaper you had been wearing.

Which led me to the hospital again, shivering, and scared, with a headache and the knowledge that the doctor who treated me went on vacation.

Well, in the end, I came back home with the recommendation to not pull the string, and go back to the doctor's office in 10 days.