Wednesday, December 12, 2007

The IVP

I went for my IVP test this morning. Hopefully the LAST test of the year, before the dreaded roto-root next month. What's the IVP you ask? Well...

An IVP or Intravenous Pyelogram is an X-ray exam of your kidneys and other parts of your urinary system, including your ureters (tubes leading from your kidneys) and your bladder.

This test took a little over an hour; my "ureters" weren't cooperating, and I had to be moved into some weird positions. AND...as if the CT dye scan wasn't bad enough last Friday, now I've got bruises on BOTH arms. I look like a fucking heroine junkie. Thank god it's cold here, cuz if I were wearing short sleeves, SOMEONE would be dragging me to the nearest methadone clinic or something. (NONNY, where the fuck are you with the jokes on THIS one?)

FUCK I hate this.

I DO get a break for Christmas and New Year's. Actually, if they could get this shit taken care of NOW (and I do mean NOW), I wouldn't mind spending my holidays in the fucking hospital. Just stop this fucking pain and make me WELL again. That's ALL I want for Christmas this year. The way they are scaring me, I'm actually thinking about writing a will. I have NO idea how to go about doing that. I don't even want to THINK about it.

I can't even have a DRINK because of the antibiotics they've got me on. Guess that's what the pain meds are for, right? LOL

Happy Thursday, peeps. This too, shall pass, through whichever orifice it decides, ha ha.
Treble ScreamerChill Pill

6 comments:

limpy99 said...

Well, you would have been blowing street urchins behind the methadone clinic anyway...

-sigh-

It's just not the same when it isn't Nonny is it?

Alkelda the Gleeful said...

Lady K: You're funny, even when you're in pain. I am packaging up some Good Health for you and sending it via express mail. Of course, knowing how fast things travel around the holidays...

I feel badly that you can't even have alcohol. Can you have someone make spiced cider for you and TELL you it's alcoholic? Ha.

Limpy99: I miss Nonny.

Lady K said...

limpy ~ yeah, but I'm sure the street urchins don't taste nearly as good as the drunk homeless guys you're on your knees for behind the 7-11...

yeah, you're right, it's not the same, but thanks for caring!

alkelda ~ if I don't keep a sense of humor about me, I'll go insane. Spiced cider sounds pretty darn good about now! I'll be looking for that Good Health package around the end of January, knowing UPS/FedEx/USPS. ha!

I miss Nonny, too...

Callie said...

Awwww! I miss Nonny, too.

Wah.

Just take your pain meds, and get the non-alcoholic stuff. You'll get the buzz from the meds, and feel like you're drinking.

I'll send more get well vibes your way.

TheBirdman33 said...

Well you certainly haven't lost your sense of humor about things, which is the first step.

A positive outlook will pull you through and we are all routing for you. I have faith that all will be ok.

XOXOX

Ms. Tuesday said...

Lady K- I havent stopped by in a while, but Im sorry to hear you are feeling so terrible again!

Hope things turn around before the holidays!