Had another CT scan. All bad news. The stone is caught in a bend in the road. My creatinen level is up a lot. So, the surgeon is needed to remove it. Oh fuck!
I’m waiting to hear when I have to report. With the creatinine over 2.0, I need intervention. Yuck. So, I’m due course, Mrs. Lion and I are off to the animal hospital.
Of course they will have to drug me. I really hate that. Even a paddle isn’t effective there. Once I’m asleep, will they comment on my lack of pubic hair? Do I care? No, not really. I just want this to be over. I want to go to work in the morning and join my work pride again.
Mrs. Lion is home with me today. I am very grateful she is here. Her presence validates me. I need her. We need each other. Thank goodness!