Excruciating pain.
Besides the day my father died. Yesterday was the worst day of my life. Went to the Greater Springfield Surgery Center at Baystate Hospital at 2:30 yesterday. Got all prepped up for surgery and such. Right before I got the anesthesia the doctor said, if anything I will feel slight discomfort after it was over and have some blood in my urine. Slight discomfort? Really? Fuck you doc.
Anyways, I am in the operating room, I see the weird machine... and then magically I am i9n the recovery room. Haha. I was feeling pretty decent then. Got some peanut butter crackers and a glass of water to take my percocet. Took that and hung out for a little while until they were allowed to let me leave.
On the ride home. I started to feel a bit nauseous. Thought that was no big deal, because the percocet most likely would do that anyways. Got home and it got worse. Laid down for a while and my mom went to pick up my prescription for the percocet. Not long after I threw up those few crackers I ate and the percocet. Tried to take another one, because the pain in my side started to become unbearable. Once again not long after, threw up. Pain relievers don't do much if you can't keep them down.
Threw up a few more times and continued to be in horrible pain. My mom called Baystate and the nurse there said there might be a blockage from the leftover broken pieces of the stone. They suggested I go back there or the ER at Holyoke since it was close. So after I stopped being stubborn, I decided to go to the ER at around 7. Get there and the place is pretty packed. Thankfully they bumped me up a bit in the order when they saw how much pain I was in. Gave a urine sample that seemed to be more blood than urine.(sorry if that is too much information) and they were taken a back by that.
So I got another iv. This one was for anti nausea, because the nurse couldn't give me any pain meds until the doctor saw me, which took forever. So I was in this horrible pain in public, which is the exact reason I didn't want to go, but its better off that I did. Anyways, saw the doctor, told him what was going on. They put me on some morphine and another medicine and wow morphine was my best friend yesterday. No pain while I was on that. Then after waiting for eternity again, I had to go get an ultrasound. After that ultrasound, went back to where I previously was without my best friend, morphine and felt abandoned. Haha so the pain came back with a vengeance. They gave me some oxycodone in pill form and some saltine crackers since I still hadn't eaten all day besides the crackers I threw up. One bite of a saltine and vomit again. Awesome. Take the pill anyways and finally go home at about 1am.
Was at Baystate from 2:30 to 5:30. Get home at about 6. Go to ER at 7. Get back home at 1. Way too much time at the hospital yesterday. Way too much time gone without eating as well. Probably about 25 hours until this morning when I had some toast. Throughout the day, I probably passed 6 pieces of the kidney stone that were easily visible and probably about 20+ that were hard to see. I think the vomit count ended at around 6 times. I can't remember the last time pain has brought me to tears, but yesterday definitely did a few times.
Woke up this morning feeling pretty good, thankfully. I was insanely dizzy though, but that is a usual problem for me as everyone knows so I had that part down. Now I think I can finally play Mass Effect 3 soon once this dizziness goes away a bit more.
One more thing I must say, I find it amusing how much pain can make a person so irritable. It seemed like anything someone did, it pissed me off yesterday.
Anyways, I am in the operating room, I see the weird machine... and then magically I am i9n the recovery room. Haha. I was feeling pretty decent then. Got some peanut butter crackers and a glass of water to take my percocet. Took that and hung out for a little while until they were allowed to let me leave.
On the ride home. I started to feel a bit nauseous. Thought that was no big deal, because the percocet most likely would do that anyways. Got home and it got worse. Laid down for a while and my mom went to pick up my prescription for the percocet. Not long after I threw up those few crackers I ate and the percocet. Tried to take another one, because the pain in my side started to become unbearable. Once again not long after, threw up. Pain relievers don't do much if you can't keep them down.
Threw up a few more times and continued to be in horrible pain. My mom called Baystate and the nurse there said there might be a blockage from the leftover broken pieces of the stone. They suggested I go back there or the ER at Holyoke since it was close. So after I stopped being stubborn, I decided to go to the ER at around 7. Get there and the place is pretty packed. Thankfully they bumped me up a bit in the order when they saw how much pain I was in. Gave a urine sample that seemed to be more blood than urine.(sorry if that is too much information) and they were taken a back by that.
So I got another iv. This one was for anti nausea, because the nurse couldn't give me any pain meds until the doctor saw me, which took forever. So I was in this horrible pain in public, which is the exact reason I didn't want to go, but its better off that I did. Anyways, saw the doctor, told him what was going on. They put me on some morphine and another medicine and wow morphine was my best friend yesterday. No pain while I was on that. Then after waiting for eternity again, I had to go get an ultrasound. After that ultrasound, went back to where I previously was without my best friend, morphine and felt abandoned. Haha so the pain came back with a vengeance. They gave me some oxycodone in pill form and some saltine crackers since I still hadn't eaten all day besides the crackers I threw up. One bite of a saltine and vomit again. Awesome. Take the pill anyways and finally go home at about 1am.
Was at Baystate from 2:30 to 5:30. Get home at about 6. Go to ER at 7. Get back home at 1. Way too much time at the hospital yesterday. Way too much time gone without eating as well. Probably about 25 hours until this morning when I had some toast. Throughout the day, I probably passed 6 pieces of the kidney stone that were easily visible and probably about 20+ that were hard to see. I think the vomit count ended at around 6 times. I can't remember the last time pain has brought me to tears, but yesterday definitely did a few times.
Woke up this morning feeling pretty good, thankfully. I was insanely dizzy though, but that is a usual problem for me as everyone knows so I had that part down. Now I think I can finally play Mass Effect 3 soon once this dizziness goes away a bit more.
One more thing I must say, I find it amusing how much pain can make a person so irritable. It seemed like anything someone did, it pissed me off yesterday.