Friday the thirteenth was not a lucky day for us. At around noon my wife started running a fever that spiked quickly to 105.1 F. I gave her some ibuprofen to bring it down and rushed her to the ER.
After a few test, including a CT scan, we were informed she had a kidney stone stuck in the tube from the kidney to the bladder, and a severe urinary track infection.
Deja Vu all over again.
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Also, her potassium level had dropped to 2.8 (2.5 being critically low at which all kinds of bad things can happen).
So, she was admitted and put on IV antibiotics and potassium and we were told that a urologist would be called in to remove the kidney stone and put a sting in the ureter that was blocked, as she's had problems before on that particular side.
This was at 4pm.
My wife is told she cannot eat, or drink, anything as she will soon be in surgery to have the stone which is too large to pass on her own removed.
At 11:30PM the urologist finally puts in an appearance, at which point I'm about ready to tell him to fuck off and have her transported from our small town hospital to somewhere else....anywhere else.
But, she's in a LOT of pain, and wants it taken care of soonest, so we wait while he looks the CT scan over and finally comes into the room to speak with us.
After a brief physical exam, and a lot of inane questions, he announces he doesn't think she even has a kidney stone...although the radiologist reading the CT scan said she did, and that he isn't sure what is causing her fever, pain, etc.
But since she was no longer running a fever, he didn't think it was necessary to go in and remove, or check for, a stone. As he is speaking with us I put my hand against my wife's cheek...
and she is burning up.
So I point this out, and he calls a nurse in with a thermometer, and sure enough, she's back up to 101.5.
So, they take her down to surgery, go in and remove the stone he said probably wasn't there, and now she's resting in a room....
and I'm going to bed.
It's 4am and I'm fuking tired.