Health update: Help me, Obi-Wan Kenobi

Well, it’s Thursday and the saga of Terry and his kidneys continues. I’ve been in the hospital since Sunday, while this little bugger of a kidney stone has caused me both excruciating pain and endless frustration. I’m due for another lithotripsy this afternoon, an attempt to blast the S.O.B. It’s tricky, though, because it’s wedged in my ureter, that little tube that runs from the kidney to the bladder. It’s 4mm, which is pretty hefty to begin with, but my doctor says it’s especially hard, which makes the lithotripsy problematic. They’ll likely use a stint this afternoon, and then I’ll get to live with that for a few days while the swelling goes down.

This began as preventative — the removal of two very large stones, one in each kidney. It’s turning out that the prevention is actually causing problems, and it’s friggin’ ruining my summer in the process. Along the way, I’ve learned more about healthcare than in all the previous years of my life. The waste caused by the need to cover one’s ass legally is ridiculous, and I honestly don’t think we’ll ever have true healthcare reform without tort reform. It’s just absurd.

I’ve spent most of my time here at Baylor Regional Medical Center at Grapevine, just up the street from where I live. My insurance will only cover lithotripsy at one hospital, Baylor at Trophy Club. Rather than just transfer, I have to be discharged and readmitted. The IV must be removed and a new one put in place, all in the name of “protecting the patient.” And if this procedure doesn’t work, I’ll likely be discharged from there and readmitted back here. It’s insane.

But you already knew that, right?

Here’s to a successful blasting procedure this afternoon.


  1. Crossing the fingers for you Terry!

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