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I had my first Cysto/Hydro with biopsy on April 15th.
It was in the local hospital, done under general anaesthesia. The pain after I woke up was HORRIBLE. My uro had left by the time I woke up, so the post-op nurse was taking care of me, she gave me 4 shots of morphine while I was in the recovery room. It didn't reduce the pain much, but made me a little more comfortable. I left with my mom after about an hour, slightly delirious, extremely anxious, and confused - all I wanted was to go home, to something familiar.
The nurse, by my uro's pre-instruction, gave me a prescription for five days of Macrobid and four days of Tylenol 3's with codeine. The Tylenol didn't help very much, and I bleed for 2 1/2 days afterwards. After I ran out of the Tylenol and was still in horrible pain, I tried calling him to do something about the pain and ask if it was normal to be in so pain, etc.
He had moved offices.
I couldn't reach him.
Four days ago I headed to the ER at the same hospital I had the surgery done. I explained my symptoms (I also seemed to have some sort of virus or infection) and said I needed to talk to the on-call urologist. The answer to that? "No. You'll see the emerg doctor." Then she checked my temperature, it was 101.5 F (my regular temp is, for some reason, 95.5 to 97.3, anything higher is a fever) and she said "You don't have a fever," so that was left off my chart.
After waiting three hours, I finally saw the emerg doctor. What he did do: checked my urine for a UTI - it was negative. He also felt my abdomen.
What he didn't do: bloodwork, pelvic exam, check my pupils/throat/ears.
After all that time, he said, "You don't have a UTI. You probably have the flu, so you don't need antibiotics." When I asked about my bladder pain (after specifically telling him I was unable to get in contact with my uro), "You have a chronic condition and I won't prescribe you narcotics." Are you kidding me?! (And who said I wanted narcotics? Isn't there any other way to help?)
He dismissed me after giving me my uro's new number that was on file.
My mom flipped out. She thinks it's because I'm only nineteen that I didn't get any proper help (she wasn't allowed to see the doctor with me.)
So after four days of calling my uro's new number, someone FINALLY picked up, and I have an appointment on Wednesday early morning. The receptionist sounded shocked that nothing was done. So that's my huuuuge long rant, but finally I can start feeling a bit more positive. If you read all of this, then you are a very patient person and I thank you.
It was in the local hospital, done under general anaesthesia. The pain after I woke up was HORRIBLE. My uro had left by the time I woke up, so the post-op nurse was taking care of me, she gave me 4 shots of morphine while I was in the recovery room. It didn't reduce the pain much, but made me a little more comfortable. I left with my mom after about an hour, slightly delirious, extremely anxious, and confused - all I wanted was to go home, to something familiar.
The nurse, by my uro's pre-instruction, gave me a prescription for five days of Macrobid and four days of Tylenol 3's with codeine. The Tylenol didn't help very much, and I bleed for 2 1/2 days afterwards. After I ran out of the Tylenol and was still in horrible pain, I tried calling him to do something about the pain and ask if it was normal to be in so pain, etc.
He had moved offices.
I couldn't reach him.Four days ago I headed to the ER at the same hospital I had the surgery done. I explained my symptoms (I also seemed to have some sort of virus or infection) and said I needed to talk to the on-call urologist. The answer to that? "No. You'll see the emerg doctor." Then she checked my temperature, it was 101.5 F (my regular temp is, for some reason, 95.5 to 97.3, anything higher is a fever) and she said "You don't have a fever," so that was left off my chart.
After waiting three hours, I finally saw the emerg doctor. What he did do: checked my urine for a UTI - it was negative. He also felt my abdomen.
What he didn't do: bloodwork, pelvic exam, check my pupils/throat/ears.
After all that time, he said, "You don't have a UTI. You probably have the flu, so you don't need antibiotics." When I asked about my bladder pain (after specifically telling him I was unable to get in contact with my uro), "You have a chronic condition and I won't prescribe you narcotics." Are you kidding me?! (And who said I wanted narcotics? Isn't there any other way to help?)
He dismissed me after giving me my uro's new number that was on file.
My mom flipped out. She thinks it's because I'm only nineteen that I didn't get any proper help (she wasn't allowed to see the doctor with me.)
So after four days of calling my uro's new number, someone FINALLY picked up, and I have an appointment on Wednesday early morning. The receptionist sounded shocked that nothing was done. So that's my huuuuge long rant, but finally I can start feeling a bit more positive. If you read all of this, then you are a very patient person and I thank you.
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