Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Gotta Go!!



OMG I feel so huge!!! Since my surgery two weeks ago, I have noticed that, well, I can't pee. I have put on about 7 pounds since the weekend and have become quite "puffy." This morning when I got up I decided that I just was too uncomfortable so I called CNY and the nurse suggested that I get in to see my urologist because of all the previous problems I have had with my bladder. I called my urologist's office as soon as they opened and the nurse there said that I could come in tomorrow afternoon but in the meantime, I could straight cath myself. Um, what? She said it as though it was no big deal, like I should have just figured that out for myself. Yeah, let me just reach into my back pocket and pull one out. Really? I quickly assured her that I was not going to die between today and tomorrow but if it came down to it, I would rather die (sarcasm). This is the same nurse from last summer when I had the catheter for 6 weeks, that suggested that I learn to straight cath myself so I could get the indwelling one taken out. Apparently there is a "class" through Bellvue hospital that teaches you how to do this, so I was referred to them. When she called it a class, I pictured a bunch of women who can't pee sitting around without pants, holding mirrors, and...ok, you get the picture. Well, it wasn't like that but I did go and one of the nurse practitioners walked in with a “anyone can do this” attitude as though she was going to teach me how to ride a bike for the first time. Needless to say, it didn't go very well. After 10 minutes of me balling my eyes out, she started feeling sorry for me and agreed that this wasn't going to work...that or she just didn't want to deal with me anymore. Either way, it wasn't something that I was going to do. So after that experience, when the nurse suggested it today, it was like PTSD. The thought of going through that again terrified me. So here I am, writing this blog, waiting for the inevitable combustion of my bladder to take place. I have fully prepared myself for a night with no sleep. Maybe I will get lucky and the “pee” fairy will come visit me tonight and make this all go away…


My goal for tomorrow is to walk out "pee tube" free, having a simple solution to this problem. I think 6 weeks of peeing into a bag is enough for lifetime. I have paid my dues!!

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