Pretty rough session of lithotripsy yesterday.
Firstly, it took about forty minutes for them to find the stone. The session began and immediately, despite the morphine based painkiller they put in my arm, I was in some pain.
As the intensity of the pulses was increased it became worse and the consultant (remember the one who looks like Matt Lucas) came out to see me and explained it wasn't kidney pain I was experiencing. The stone is so placed that it is close to my bottom rib on that side. The strong soundwaves were hitting the rib and that was the main cause of the pain.
He was very concerned for the distress it was causing, he authorised a second arm full of loopy and told me that despite it not being the optimum course of treatment, he wasn't going to turn up the power any more.
Longest 45 minutes I ever experienced.
I can't say today whether I feel any better because I am having to stay on painkillers. I'm not passing any blood and I don't appear to be passing any grit which I did last time.
Mr. Grimsley told me they couldn't guarantee success in breaking up all or part of the remaining piece of stone, but considering its position and the pain I had gone through, he wouldn't put me through that again.
As ever, I felt I was in the hands of a team who knew what they were doing. Jess, the staff nurse I have known since my cancer surgery was there playing me up as usual.
Actually, she is a credit to her profession as are they all.
I complained that there was no lollipop for being such a brave little soldier, Jess thought a moment and then said "you couldn't have one anyway, you're diabetic". She did offer me a cup of tea and a biscuit but I declined.
Had a rough night after the painkillers wore off, so got up at 3am and took another. It took two attempts to get up this morning though.
I think this last piece of stone is going to be a bit of a drama, grrr.