As many of you know I had two procedures this week. I have a kidney stone. The kidney stone is too big to pass on its own. It is so large that I had to have a stent placed inside of my man part. That was procedure #1. The lythotripsy was to be performed the next day.
As any of you know that have ever been under anethsteia you are not exactly yourself and not completely co-herant for at least an hour after the procedure is finished and you wake up.
They told me I could get up and go to the washroom and when I did I saw a lot of blood. The color of my mini me was also not looking quite right. I was panicked to say the least but still pretty out of it. I grabbed the first hospital employee I saw walking by and asked her to look at my mini me, to tell me if I was OK. She told me she would get my nurse. When I was back at my bed another lady came in to check my vitals. Still feeling desperate I showed her my mini me as well. She told me she was just there to check my vitals and she would tell the other nurse.
Finally my nurse comes in and I show her my mini me, she told me she would get the doctor who happened to be a woman. The nurse the doctor and another woman who I think was a nurse all came in just as my wife was coming to pick me up. My wife also had the kids with her. My wife and kids were asked to leave the room, while these three women looked at my mini me.
The doctor explained that, what was happening was not that abnormal and the color would return to normal shortly, and that some bleeding was normal, she said I was bleeding a little more than normal but everything should be OK in a little while, and that I should drink lots of liquids and call the hospital if the bleeding did not stop or got worse. Since I was still pretty out of it, she went out and explained all of this to my wife. The doctor then said that I could be released under my wife's custody.
When I got home I napped for about an hour while my wife went and got my perscriptions. When she got home she got me some lunch and I was begining to feel normal again. It was then that I remembered what I had done at the hospital. I realized that I had been showing my manhood to a lot of women who really had no reason to be looking at it. I was suddenly really embarrassed.
I looked at my wife and told her that I had shown my private parts to a lot of women today and I hoped she didn't mind. I then told her what I had done, and I got really red as I was telling the story. She just laughed at me.
The next morning before I had to go in for my next procedure my wife jokingly asked me how many more women I planned to show my privates to at the hospital.
On a side note, the stone still has not passed, I am still in a great deal of pain, and if the pieces of the stone do not pass by Monday I will have to have another lythotripsy.
Needless to say this has been a painful and humiliating week.
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Good luck. Hope things work out for you!
I know how painful kidney stones can be!
As for your flashing, I think it's pretty understandable given the situation. You were concerned! LOL. And it makes a funny story now!
I'm glad that they just took the stone from me, during the last procedure I had three years past. When, I woke up, it had been removed, and I was free to go.
I'm sorry you have to go through all this.
But, at least, none of the ladies made fun of you. Now, that would have been embarrassing.
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Reminds me of my husband when his appendix ruptured, While recovering in the hospital he constantly laid bare, never cared who saw what.Once his modesty returned I knew he was getting better. :)
My hubby had to have the same procedure you had - he had it twice also. He was hospitalized for a week with stones.
Anyway, when he came back from his first procedure, I heard them wheeling him down the hall (I was waiting in his room for him to come back). He kept yelling "I have to go to the bathroom, I have to go to the bathroom! He had a tube in his mini-me, so there was no need for a bathroom trip. The nurses were explaining that to him, but he kept insisting he had to use the bathroom. They pushed him into his room, and he told me he had to use the bathroom. I looked at the nurses for help, and they just shrugged their shoulders. I tried to explain the tube to him again, and again, and again. Once he finally came around enough to understand the tube, he was pretty traumatized about it. He was like obsessed with it. He would tell any visitors about it, even wanting to show it to some of them.
So, you're not the only one who does silly things when you're not "yourself".
During labor, every staff member, except the shuttle bus driver, has looked between the mother's legs by the time the baby is born. Where else do you go that people ask you daily whether you've had a BM? Hospitals are no place for modesty.
Best of luck passing the stones. I know it's very painful.
Don't worry about your exposures. The people in the hospital see all kinds of body parts all the time.
I couldn't help but think of how many women must have felt in times past (or today) when they go do a male doctor who has to look at their private parts. Until only a few decades ago, most doctors were men.
If it's any consolation, last time I was on the heavy drugs (when I had my gallbladder out) I called my doc's answering machine during the night, telling her she was a horrible doctor to let me suffer through so much pain... and she was just my Primary Care Doc, not the one who had performed the surgery. (Her number's programmed into my cell phone, his wasn't...)