Stone
Kidney stone. I have one.
I got my first stone when I was 19. It was a very surreal experience because I had no idea what was happening at the time. Hell, my parents, GF, and even the doctors didn’t know what was going on. I remember being slightly out of my mind because of the pain. At times unable to really even think. It was all over in one night. I hoped it would never return. The doctors said it was probably smaller than a grain of sand.
A few years later different symptoms arose. They scared me so much that without really a word I drove to my parents house from Atlanta all the while in pain. After rounds of tests where the doctor thought I might have a problem with my prostate - it was discovered I had a stone. I didn’t have insurance then and so I had to wait until it kicked in from the place I was working. Nearly a year after I first had the pain and following a bunch of tests and 3 different kinds of treatment - it was gone. That one was 9mm.
Now I have another one. This time 6-7mm. The special diet they gave me might not be working, but I am weak and break it enough that it might work just fine I just haven’t been strict enough. Again, I have no insurance and this time I don’t think I will be able to get any due to the whole “pre-existing condition” rules. Just how do they expect people to get treatment? The facilities all refuse to help you if you don’t have insurance, and often if you are in a situation where you don’t have insurance - you can’t afford the treatment anyway. So, should I just curl up in a ball and hope the pain goes away? Perhaps even end up dead because my kidney became damaged due to a blockage or damage caused by the stone gives me an infection?
I dunno what is going to happen next. Whatever it is, it won’t change the fact that I will have stones for the rest of my life. It is an odd feeling knowing that your own body might be your worst enemy.
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