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Emperor1956 -> RE: Kid Kneee stones So non consensual (5/27/2008 9:00:40 PM)
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FR: The first one I had was the day of my 40th Birthday...and I began passing it about 4 hours after a marathon session with my slave. I just put it down to God wreaking His vengance upon me, and prepared to die. About 3 am, when I really couldn't take the pain any more, I opted to take a cab to the hospital. There the jovial nurse assured me that (1) I was, like all men, a big baby (2) absent some fairly rare complications, one would not die from a stone, notwithstanding how much one WANTED to die and (3) it would probably pass in the morning. She then gave me a cocktail of Demerol, toradol and something else, and I drifted off to some sort of peaceful sleep. The next morning, the pain was gone. And a few hours later, so was the stone.
Once you pass your first KS, you can do two things: Have a procedure known as an IVP, which "lights up" your kidneys and allows some radiologist to count how many more stones are visible in there (I digress: When you think about that job, do you wonder why they make $300K +/year? ) You then can go thru the rest of your natural life waiting for x number of stones to move down into your ureter and cause you to wish you were dead, again. OR you can pay umpteen gazillioin bucks (because last I checked, insurance didn't cover all the expense) and have the little buggers lithotripted out of existence. Sound waves pulverize your stones -- I would recommend Mott the Hoople, turned up to 11. OR you can choose not to know.
The second thing you can do is try to "catch" the stone. This involves peeing into a catch basin of some sort, and then pouring the pee thru a special funnel with a very tiny screen in the neck to allow you to find (and treasure) the stone. There are special laboratories that will analyze the stone and tell you what nasty things you put in your body that help it make stones. This means they will tell you to avoid coffee and pickles. and cheese. and even if you do, it is no guarantee there arent' a dozen more of the the little buggers waiting to flatten your ass. I suspect catching the stone is great fun if you are into water sports, ...or if you like to play Mr. Wizard with your own whiz. Or you can pretend what you don't know won't hurt you. I never could catch the damn thing, anyway.
I had another stone about a year later, and one about two years after that. Neither were apparently devine retribution for spending a dozen sweaty and delightful hours with some lovely girl, although one did strike (and fortunately get passed) a few days before my first Supreme Court Oral Argument...God has a funny sense of humor, eh? Since then (about 8 years) I've been stone free. And often stone sober...but NEVER as sober as when those bastards hit. Good luck, AZ.
E.
(in all seriousness...it hurts like a bastard. Try to sleep. Drink a ton of water. If the stone doesn't pass after a couple of days, you may need to see the doc again, because there are serious problems if it causes the ureter to block up or get infected. And, Aileen, miss smarty...errr....pants. Women are more prone to both having kidney stones and NOT passing them easily. So don't smart off about it.)
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