Health Update from a Blogging Bloke!
When it Rains it Pours:
Hi folks. Sorry for not posting sooner but circumstances wouldn’t allow me.
As you can see I’m still alive and the good news is the lithotripsy has worked and broke up one large stone that was lodged in my kidney for more than ten years. The bad news is I’ve been having complications so I went for a Cat Scan today and there are still at least three smaller pieces of the stone that are running rampant and causing me tremendous pain.
So it seems that I’ve traded one relatively innocuous stone for three smaller (but more lethal) terrorists on the loose. Talk about being between a rock and a hard place. It even hurts when I breath. How much? They say it is the only pain worse than giving childbirth so I guess that means I’m having triplets :). But I’m being a good boy and drinking lots of
The Dr. also tells me the only pain killer that has worked for me is shutting down my kidneys so it’s back to useless Tylenol again. The other bad news is my last working computer is just barely gasping from hardware failure and I’m trying to hurry up with this post before she dies on me again.
Cheers for now!
I must admit this past week or so has been a little scary. Lots of pain, hospital visits, and more recently a minor-stroke.
This is what happened. After I had returned from the hospital last week I felt fatigued and slept in late. For some reason I was feeling completely exhausted and my extremities were coId.
I had recently caught a cold/flu bug and I thought that was the reason for my symptoms, or perhaps I was just worn out from all the pain thanks to mr. kidney stone.
But when I finally got up and looked in the mirror I could hardly see because my vision was blurred and my left eye was blood red. I don’t mean bloodshot either — I mean the white part was completely blood red. It didn’t click at the time that I might be hemorrhaging because I thought it was related to the cold.
So now I was bleeding in my eyes as well as from my kidneys. I also had a really bad headache and my wife was complaining that she couldn’t understand me because I was slurring my words. (Good thing I wasn’t podcasting at the time).
I felt like I had aged years overnight. Of course I still didn’t clue in that it might be something worse than a cold so I went back to bed. Duh!
A couple of days later I called an old friend who was a retired Dr. and he told me that I probably had a minor stroke (Transient Ischemic Attack). Another call to the family Dr. confirmed this diagnosis and said it was a good thing that I’m in a habit of taking an aspirin before going to bed.
I read that 50% of people that have minor strokes end up having a major (unrecoverable) stroke within the year. Looking back over the years I realize that this has not been my first TIA, so I guess I’m living on borrowed time (aren’t we all in one way or another).
Anyhow, I’m recovering nicely but it has been a wake-up call and my nurse friend says that it could be a prelude to the next big one that I might not be so lucky.
I’ve just realized the summer is almost gone and all that I did was blog. Maybe I should go for a walk and smell the roses or something (if there are any left). But first back to bed.
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