Sunday, August 23, 2009

Kay's account of his kidney stone- what he wished he had read on the internet

Saturday I became one of the 10% of Americans who passed a kidney stone. If you don't want the details, the bottom line is that most people say it is the worst pain they have ever experienced and as Regis would say "the audience is right!".

The details; (I learned from Lauren this summer that you only have to tell your story once if you blog it)

As I lay in bed in Omaha Saturday morning a pain began to develop in my lower back. At first I thought, this is different. Within minutes I was thinking, I am going to have to go to the hospital. As someone who does everything possible to avoid doctors this is not a thought I have had more than a few times in my life. I decided I wasn't going to die immediately so I should shower and clean up before going. By the time I finished showering the pain had subsided leading me to believe I was going to be OK. Minutes later the pain returned gaining more intensity than at first. About the only thing I knew about kidney stones was that they existed....or are there just gall stones. I'm pretty sure there are kidney stones, especially since I'm also pretty sure I have one.

Having survived the second attack, I went to my computer and searched "kidney stones" then clicked on the wikipedia site. When I read to drink lots of water I immediately went to the kitchen and drank as much water as I could tolerate and threw in 1000mg acetaminophen for good measure. Next I read I would it would come in waves and would be the most painful thing I may ever experience and I would need the strongest pain medication I could get along with an anti-inflammatory. Hydocodone seemed to be the drug of choice. With a small store of random prescription drugs I googled them, tossed out the ones I have no reason to keep and made notes on the rest. The Naproxen (labeled fever, inflammation and moderate pain twice daily) which was only expired by 18 months seemed the best bet. I took 500mg. I also kept Nitrofurantoin Macro (Urinary tract antibiotic) on hand in case I needed it.

It sounded like I could plan on days, weeks or perhaps up to a month of this so I called Janae and asked her to figure out where I should go to get some good pain killer, Flomax ("which acts to reduce the muscle tone of the ureter and facilitate stone passage") and an x-ray to make sure the stone was small enough to pass and see if there were others. Pete had told me he was taking Flomax so I called Colleen and got the low down.

With it apparent I was not going to die immediately I began work on installing a water heater in apt 7 with Donald. He had once had a kidney stone that took 3 days to pass so I asked him everything I could about it while installing the water heater. This, however, was interrupted several times by attacks. I would tell Donald I had to go to my apartment to get through the pain then return to work. I would go to my apartment, lay on the floor and roll, stretch, pant or anything else that seemed to help until it was over. One attack was so sever I broke out into heavy sweating, became nauseous and vomited for several minutes. When I returned to work Donald said my wife would have driven me to the emergency room right then if she had seen me.

Donald had to run an errand so I went to lay down for a bit. Before he got back I decided it was time to go see a doctor. I headed to a doctor Janae had arranged. When I walked in I told them I was passing a kidney stone and I needed some Loritab and Flomax. She talked to the doctor and told me to go to the emergency room. (so much for calling ahead) Being Saturday it was looking like the only option. I called Rachael and asked if she had any other options. She called her doctor and got back to me just as I arrived at Creighten University Medical Center. He also said to go to the ER. Wanting to avoid the ER if at all possible I discussed going to the main desk instead with Rachael. She agreed so off I went. Unfortunately they were closed for the weekend so up to the ER I went.

First came the urine test to see if there was blood in the urine. Twenty minutes later came the results, positive, meaning a kidney stone was likely...Duh. An hour later I was taken for a CT scan followed by a visit from a young woman claiming to be a doctor. She asked if I wanted the good news or bad first. The good news was the stone had passed to he bladder. The bad was that it still had to pass the rest of the way and it would be like peeing razor blades. After four hours I left with the Loritab prescription I had asked for on the way in. Oh, and the receptionist stopped me on the way out and collected $900 "for the room". I suspect there will be more bills coming for the CT and who knows what else.

In preparation for the upcoming very painful but short event I began taking the Hydrocodone and continued drinking as much water as possible. The doctor told me it should pass within 24 hours. Through the night I continued to drink water, take the pain killers and pee. My theory was that my best bet was to drink lots of water, hold it as long as possible and pee a large volume each time. I had this fear of having the stone only get half way out and running out of urine. I also figured this method would expand the urinary tract as much as possible. The doctor had given me a strainer to pee into to catch the stone. 6:30 Sunday morning I noticed a spot in the strainer. My first thought was that can't be it because it was so small and I had not felt it come out. Then I thought it has to be it. Sure enough, it had passed without pain in a large volume of urine. 16 hours later I am still getting rid of the over-saturation of water but it was worth it.

What I wished I knew at the start. Most kidney stones pass in less than one day and with two good kidneys there is little risk of waiting out one day if you can endure the pain. By the time I went to the ER I had survived the pain. Since I had not had attacks for several hours it could be assumed it had passed to the bladder and was therefore small enough to pass the rest of the way. A visit to the ER was unnecessary. Of course, they won't tell you that. However, some stones can be larger but the pain would continue longer.

I did learn it was the only one in both kidneys and if it happens again I will take the strongest medication I have, drink lots of water and stay away from the hospital.

If you are curious how big it is look at the attached picture. Just under the heading of the letter there is a dime and the kidney stone just to the right of the dime.

Monday, August 17, 2009

Lake Powell

Our houseboat. The kids like the Water weenie








Lauren skiing in a canyon and quitting, girl style.





Kay likes to goof off when he skiis, his cowboy pose.


Janell skiis









Janae: I don't ski, I sit in the boat, bow babe?














Leah, Ben, Rebecca, Amber and Lauren climb the mountain to jump













Lauren and Amber jump together.

Sunday, August 9, 2009

Clark family reunion

My parents got home from their mission on Monday, we have had my sister Christina's family here, my sister Debbilyns arrived Wednesday late and Jamon's family is staying

Friday we built a bridge at the cabin, moved the old bridge downstream and re did a lot of the stepping stone rocks.

Saturday we walked in the Coalville parade as descendants of Joseph Meadows, a survivor of the willie Martin Hand cart company and went to the Rodeo.




Saturday, August 1, 2009

Omaha to Utah

Grand kids at the zoo. Omaha is famous for it's wonderful zoo. The skyfari is the new ride, just $2 each way. Lauren, Sean and Jenna. Ethan pets a goat


After a summer in Omaha (amidst her trips to everywhere) Lauren is back in Utah. This is Kay's apartment complex. The weeds in front are actually an impressive tomato garden. Lauren packed up her car and I drove with her to Utah (we spent the night near Denver (Broomfield) with Christina and her family). She will plant herself in Utah for a few weeks and then she is off to Australia for a few months.

Lauren and I (Janae) go to the Provo LDS temple to do a session.

Thursday, July 23, 2009

A memorable trip home from Europe

At the Frankfurt Airport we had a beginning layover as they had to take all 6 buses at the same time. We awoke at 2:45AM ate breakfast, bussed to Frankfurt 2 hours and waited. Our plane left at 11AM. At the boarding gate I heard. "Passengers Yanee and Yanll An-du-sun please report to the gate" That's me so I went. "We are overbooked and need to re seat you in business class" Of course I was dying to know why but too many questions and we may lose our great seats for our 8 hour transatlantic flight.






Yes we didn't belong and we know it. I took pictures and we enjoyed everything. The gourmet 2 meals (even menus for the 5 course meal), table cloths, cloth napkins, ice cream sundaes, hot cookies and milk, extra fruit, nice restroom, lazy boy recliners to sleep in with full pillows and a down blanket. No we didn't enjoy the wine but had orange juice instead. We waited for everyone in 1st class to deplane and pilfered their welcome gifts (the passengers that are used to first class left), to give to Janell's friends in coach as consolation prizes and I bought them a pizza at JFK. Yes we were in heaven and were quite rested.

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Rothenberg Germany

executioners tour. Our own executioner. view from the wall









night watchman's tour (there were over 100 people that participated)









Our dogs must eat more roughage than German dogs.













Janell playing her flute in Rothenberg town square




On the wall we met a German family biking and camping from L-R the German sisters are #3 and 5. The kids exchanged email addresses







The wall surrounding the city was a little scary to climb up to





Janell on the wall




Janae and Janell on the wall
























We spent a day and a half in Rothenberg Germany. The highlights:

Night Watchman and executioners tours, playing for the locals in the town square and shopping. Walking the wall around the town.


The town is a medieval town that was 40% destroyed at the end of WWII. Locals put out advertisements world wide and received the money to rebuild. Our hotel was 2 buildings outside the city wall.
The night watchman's tour was very well publicized and we loved it. We also noted an executioners tour which we went to, showed up a few minutes late to no one. We waited for 10 minutes and went to the information desk. They directed us to a pedicab driver. I told him it was our last night there, we had saved out 10 Euro and that was it, to go to his tour. Would he be willing to give just the two of us a tour? He said sure and took about 7 minutes to dress in his costume. He was an executioner in 1399 and was a great actor. We laughed the whole time.

Dachau Germany











We made a visit to Dachau Germany. This was the first concentration camp made in Germany, the others were modeled after this one. Janell and I got the audio tour and it was really good. I think everyone should make a visit to a concentration camp. Once is enough for me though.