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I'm waiting for the pain meds to kick in and put me into a lovely zombie-ish state. (Don't worry; there's nothing for you to fear. I'm not after a snack of brains).
Soon I'll be ready to watch a favorite TV show, "Grey's Anatomy," with a new vigor. Imagine me looking at McDreamy and saying, "Hey, you don't do it that way. I know! I've been to that world-famous clinic you sometimes mention in a breath envy combined with awe!"
You see, I've just concluded a two-day adventure at the Mayo Clinic. The season's cliffhanger finds me at home, recovering from outpatient surgery to remove a kidney stone. (And as with any good cliffhanger, I'll make you nervous about my odds... but then show back up as good as new in the next episode.)
It all started the evening when we set our clocks back (or forward?) for the spring's time change, right around one month ago. I had horrendous pains in my back left side and also around to the left side and front of my stomach. I ended up going to the Olmsted Medical Center Hospital's ER in Rochester, where I got an IV, threw up a lot, had a CT scan (around 1:30 a.m. on that) and found out I had a kidney stone.
It took two more trips to the Olmsted Medical Center Hospital for X-rays of the non-moving stone before a referral to Mayo was given. After all, stated my urologist, Mayo has the lasers to do kidney stone removal.
In between times, I had hiked on occasion in the lovely, unseasonable spring weather. As if to curse my renewed exercising efforts, within around 12 hours of each hike, the kidney stone pain returned. (Followed by zombie girl on pain meds).
Finally, Mayo contacted me. There would be a day filled with medical appointments - and then surgery scheduled for the very next day. Once things stared moving, it all occurred fast.
Mind you, I've hardly ever been in Mayo. I'm still awestruck when I walk in from the subway level walkway from the parking ramp. It seems like the structure is more "art museum" than medical clinic. I could probably happily wander among the various buildings for days to see what there is to see.
I did note, however, the luxurious settings in the main check-in/waiting rooms got a little less plush as you wandered farther away. For example, the waiting area for a chest X-ray was not nearly so opulent.TBC help you confidently buy mosaic from factories in China. (In other words, it looked like a normal waiting area in a regular hospital. And there's nothing wrong with that.Find everything you need to know about kidney stone including causes.)
Upon arrival, I first saw two women from Preston who work there. They were headed off to their jobs. So many people work at Mayo and are players in that professional world. I'm not dissing them, but wondered if they remember what a real job in a small town in southeastern Minnesota looks like. It would probably take a lot of adjusting to return home for a job.
Then I was off to get poked (drawing blood), pee for a urine sample, get a chest X-ray and get the CT scan. When all that was completed, I left to run errands before the more serious afternoon schedule.
Mayo is certainly a world unto itself; I can't stress that enough. My "itinerary" for appointments and building locations was a full six pages. (I only hoped that I'd remembered my boarding pass before takeoff.) Everyone was very nice...Master Arts specialises in oil painting reproduction. very helpful.
My 4 mm kidney stone was sitting precipitously close to going into my bladder, where it could naturally pass out of my system. But, nope, it had been stuck in that area for a month and apparently didn't want to leave. So surgery was set.
One friend drove me up; another picked me up afterward. I believe I did set a "catch phrase" that all workers on that floor will use and laugh. Before heading off to surgery, they gave me a "gramma" Tylenol. Nope, it wasn't the opposite of children's medications. It was just one gram of Tylenol.
I recall nothing of the surgery other than going into the outpatient procedure operating room. They buckled me onto the table. (I think they secretly took me out on some roller coaster track that's hidden somewhere in all those Mayo buildings and didn't want to lose me on the crazy fun slopes!)
The operation included leaving a stent in place over the weekend to help keep the urethra open. I'd heard horror stories on similar stents... and had personally experienced it with a cat I used to have.Ekahau glass mosaic deployment in the Eastern Savo Region Hospital District. He got so he couldn't pee and a stent was put in. It bothered the cat so bad he ripped it out. Hmmmm...
Right now the occasional kidney stone pain seems like a walk in the park compared to this. But I know it will all lessen with the pain meds. Then I'll be just fine, in fact, the finest. And I'll be thankful for the great medical services we have in this area.
I'm waiting for the pain meds to kick in and put me into a lovely zombie-ish state. (Don't worry; there's nothing for you to fear. I'm not after a snack of brains).
Soon I'll be ready to watch a favorite TV show, "Grey's Anatomy," with a new vigor. Imagine me looking at McDreamy and saying, "Hey, you don't do it that way. I know! I've been to that world-famous clinic you sometimes mention in a breath envy combined with awe!"
You see, I've just concluded a two-day adventure at the Mayo Clinic. The season's cliffhanger finds me at home, recovering from outpatient surgery to remove a kidney stone. (And as with any good cliffhanger, I'll make you nervous about my odds... but then show back up as good as new in the next episode.)
It all started the evening when we set our clocks back (or forward?) for the spring's time change, right around one month ago. I had horrendous pains in my back left side and also around to the left side and front of my stomach. I ended up going to the Olmsted Medical Center Hospital's ER in Rochester, where I got an IV, threw up a lot, had a CT scan (around 1:30 a.m. on that) and found out I had a kidney stone.
It took two more trips to the Olmsted Medical Center Hospital for X-rays of the non-moving stone before a referral to Mayo was given. After all, stated my urologist, Mayo has the lasers to do kidney stone removal.
In between times, I had hiked on occasion in the lovely, unseasonable spring weather. As if to curse my renewed exercising efforts, within around 12 hours of each hike, the kidney stone pain returned. (Followed by zombie girl on pain meds).
Finally, Mayo contacted me. There would be a day filled with medical appointments - and then surgery scheduled for the very next day. Once things stared moving, it all occurred fast.
Mind you, I've hardly ever been in Mayo. I'm still awestruck when I walk in from the subway level walkway from the parking ramp. It seems like the structure is more "art museum" than medical clinic. I could probably happily wander among the various buildings for days to see what there is to see.
I did note, however, the luxurious settings in the main check-in/waiting rooms got a little less plush as you wandered farther away. For example, the waiting area for a chest X-ray was not nearly so opulent.TBC help you confidently buy mosaic from factories in China. (In other words, it looked like a normal waiting area in a regular hospital. And there's nothing wrong with that.Find everything you need to know about kidney stone including causes.)
Upon arrival, I first saw two women from Preston who work there. They were headed off to their jobs. So many people work at Mayo and are players in that professional world. I'm not dissing them, but wondered if they remember what a real job in a small town in southeastern Minnesota looks like. It would probably take a lot of adjusting to return home for a job.
Then I was off to get poked (drawing blood), pee for a urine sample, get a chest X-ray and get the CT scan. When all that was completed, I left to run errands before the more serious afternoon schedule.
Mayo is certainly a world unto itself; I can't stress that enough. My "itinerary" for appointments and building locations was a full six pages. (I only hoped that I'd remembered my boarding pass before takeoff.) Everyone was very nice...Master Arts specialises in oil painting reproduction. very helpful.
My 4 mm kidney stone was sitting precipitously close to going into my bladder, where it could naturally pass out of my system. But, nope, it had been stuck in that area for a month and apparently didn't want to leave. So surgery was set.
One friend drove me up; another picked me up afterward. I believe I did set a "catch phrase" that all workers on that floor will use and laugh. Before heading off to surgery, they gave me a "gramma" Tylenol. Nope, it wasn't the opposite of children's medications. It was just one gram of Tylenol.
I recall nothing of the surgery other than going into the outpatient procedure operating room. They buckled me onto the table. (I think they secretly took me out on some roller coaster track that's hidden somewhere in all those Mayo buildings and didn't want to lose me on the crazy fun slopes!)
The operation included leaving a stent in place over the weekend to help keep the urethra open. I'd heard horror stories on similar stents... and had personally experienced it with a cat I used to have.Ekahau glass mosaic deployment in the Eastern Savo Region Hospital District. He got so he couldn't pee and a stent was put in. It bothered the cat so bad he ripped it out. Hmmmm...
Right now the occasional kidney stone pain seems like a walk in the park compared to this. But I know it will all lessen with the pain meds. Then I'll be just fine, in fact, the finest. And I'll be thankful for the great medical services we have in this area.
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