Medical adventure in a week!

Thursday I got off work and was in pain. Able to get home and take a hydrocodone I had leftover from my last ER visit for enlarged ovary and cysts popping. Doing ok and than pain hit overdrive. My whole concentration was riding the pain waves and trying to keep breathing which hurt more. I was screaming and bawling. My husband called rescue and given my first ambulance ride. This was the first IV attempt. I have really small veins so it is hardly ever the first attempt. Can't see it but bruising from first attempt.

2nd attempt was a success. Diagnosis not my ovary like I thought. Oh no lets add kidney stones to my right side. Let's really punish the area. 11mm stone is stuck. Covid test (my 7th now) and admitted. Next day doctor said he attempted to blast the stone "but your body fought me the whole way". So no stone out but stent put in. Admitted one more night because I was running a low grade fever and he wanted to keep me for observation.

Sent home and this little shit would not stop walking on me so pillow for barrier.

Trying to butter me up and also cat tax

Cooper is such a sweet old man. Dog tax

Kidney stones require lots of water. Green one is my normal water bottle I keep on my nightstand and the blue is for ice water. Those were refilled multiple times a day.

Yesterday I woke up about 1am feeling wrong. It was my best explanation to myself and my husband. I did not feel right. Him and I just blamed it on the lack of sleep, puking, not eating much, and general crappy feeling I've been dealing with for a week. Than I woke up at 4am to go to the bathroom. I got halfway around the bed when I started feeling myself black out. I remember my husband catching me and I remember waking up on his side of the bed. Super hot and in and out of consciousness. Like I was awake but not fully there. Words were very difficult. I was in my world is the best I can describe it. Apparently my sister-in-law showed up to help me down the stairs. I remember seeing people but no faces really. And we waited for rescue and ambulance ride #2. I don't recommend taking of those in a blizzard. Another ct scan. Good news ovary is fine. Bad news stent has moved. ER doctor tells me that he talked to the resident of my urologist who recommended waiting until my scheduled time to take things out. I asked to speak to her myself. I just told my story. I had been dealing with 7 days of vomiting, not eating more than 1 or 2 crackers at a time, pain and discomfort, and I was done. I had reached my breaking point. She said she would talk to the urologist on call. Nurse came in a few minutes later with another covid test #8 and within 2 hours I was in the OR. Came out feeling a little worst in the abdomen area but a lot better everywhere else. Now my right side is nothing but tight muscles protesting the ill treatment that it was been receiving. Pain meds and muscle relaxers to quiet it down.

Not sure she's going to stick with this sleeping position but she was getting tossed around a lot by my husband if she caused me too much pain.

This might just be a record for me. Not nearly as serious as someone dealing with cancer. I guess my point of relaying my story is know your body and listen. We could have beat the weather if I had just put my foot down and told my husband to take me to the ER at 1am instead of waiting until closer to 6 or 7

This is how I knew I was feeling better. I ate FOOD! My husband prepared the noodles because "no overdoing it". Not just two bites either like half the bowl. I was real happy about that. Thank you for taking the time to read my adventure.