Negative test results... now what?

(Read this after the Sleepover post)

Friday morning, April 18. Still a fog to me, I don't remember much right away besides that nice resident doctor who sent me home (I'm still bitter) came to visit me and apologized profusely and said that he felt he checked everything he needed and he was sure I was OK. I wasn't. "I pounded on your back and you didn't have pain, and you didn't have pain over the ovary area when I pressed there." Well sir, that's because my kidney was fine so no, I didn't have pain when you pounded on my back and to put it lightly, MY OVARY WAS NOT WHERE YOU THOUGHT IT WAS. My blood pressure is rising just thinking about this. Poor guy was actually a nice, young dude and looked just like a friend of ours (Craig Willert? Sorry buddy) so I felt sympathy for him mixed with my disgust.

The plan was for a renal ultrasound to check out my kidneys for little stones whenever they were ready for me down in the dungeon of ultrasounds. If stones were the culprit, I would have a stent placed in my ureter to allow the stone to pass. The doctor said this can be quite uncomfortable to live with (I would have been put out to have it placed) and it typically stays in for about a week. Also worth mentioning during this period was I had to pee in a 'hat,' just a urine collecting device in the toilet so they could strain all my urine to check for stones, in case I passed a stone while there which would hopefully have relieved the pain.

I think it was about 9:30 am when I was transported down and placed in yet another chilly room where I was prodded again for the ultrasound (this was an external ultrasound, thank goodness). Nothing much to say about it besides she couldn't tell us what she was really seeing or suspecting, that was the radiologist and then doctor's job. Again, if she could have just made her own judgement and proceeded that would have saved us several hours of waiting around as she later told us she knew what the problem was.

Not my ultrasound, but one I found online of the kidney with stones

Back to the room I went to wait around for awhile. A doctor (not sure which one, I saw three of my five OB doctors while there and so many residents I don't know how many) finally came in to tell us there were no kidney stones detected to which I was actually quite upset. This would have been an 'easy' fix and at least an answer to what was going on. Looking back, I think I really wanted this to be the problem so that we knew indeed there was a problem and that I wasn't imagining this. Also to get the doctor's attention because part of me was afraid they thought I was making all of this up. I wasn't.

What they did see will be explained in the next post.

Also worth mentioning was the ongoing lack of a couch saga. Adam had gone home for the night to take care of our animals, mostly Maggie and because the nice 'lounge chair' we had was not comfortable whatsoever. We asked for a different chair or couch or something and the nurse gave us some dumb answer and quickly scurried away. OK? We left it at that for the time being.