Friday, January 15, 2010

7 Weeks....





Yesterday was 7 weeks, and all goes well. Since my last blog I had my stent removed...it was somewhat traumatic, but as painful as I first thought. Not to say I would like to go through it again anytime soon! 

Let me explain the process...first I was led into a type of mini operation room with a examination table located in the right corner surrounded by monitors and various equipment. Next a nurse asked me several routine medical type question, then she asked me to disrobe and handed me a hospital gown. After I got changed I was asked to get on the table, at this point the nurse began prepping ominous equipment on a table near me. I saw the nurse squirt generous amounts of KY jelly on two sections of the table, then she began to assemble the scope to be used during the removal. The scope consist of handle with controls, and a long black snake about 2 feet long. After the prep it was my turn...she took out a funnel type instrument and screwed a syringe full of lidocaine into the larger end. This where it began to get crazy...she grabbed the head of my penis and jammed the smaller end of the funnel into the tip of my penis! All the while she's telling me to relax and keep my legs open, while she pushes this lidocaine up my penis!

Once the nurse completed her prep, it was show time. The doctor suddenly appeared and without hesitation approached me, had me sign off on the routine legal matters and promptly began! This guy took the snake device and began feeding it up my penis, while trying to hold a conversion with me. Imagine being rapped while rapist ask you how your day is going, maybe about the weather, etc. So at some point the doctor ask me to look at the monitor to my left so I can see the live video from within my bladder. He shoes me the stent, remarks it's 14 french on size before grabbing it and pulling it out of my bladder/kidney/penis.

Oh yeah, at some point he mentioned something about passing water. At the time I was per-occupied with that 2 foot snake hanging out of my penis to ask questions. Afterwards I noticed everything below my waist felt wet...the nurse didn't seem like she wanted to answer questions about whether or not I pissed on the table. I can only speculate I pissed on the table!

So, there you have it...stent removal 101. 

Ohhh I forgot to say Happy New Year to those who still follow this blog.

Until next time...here a few pictures...take care!