Yesterday, I saw my kidney surgeon for a follow-up visit to my November 21 surgery to address hydronephrosis of the left kidney — that diagnosis determined in early June (although I'd been having off-and-on nebulous symptoms since at least March). The doctor has now increased the dosages of my various medications so that I can get better rest and walk more comfortably. I'm also allowed, at long last, to apply heat to my abdomen to bring some relief to the cramps caused by the ureteral stent, required after last week's surgery. What a relief applying heat is!
Tell you what: kidney disease, the resulting pain, and the surgery to correct the problem drastically interfere with life! All this makes you wish that your mother had never met your father! Both politics and blogging take a back seat.
According to my surgeon, these off-the-scale, post-op pain levels, about which I have been a bit concerned the past few days, are normal after this kind of abdominal surgery, which involves the insertion of trocars, medical instruments used in both abdominal surgery and embalming. Yes, embalming!
On the plus side, the pathology report for the 0.7 cm excised portion of the ureter was negative for malignancy or any other anomaly.