The doctor that attended me was nice. He suggested that I have to have a strict diet as to control my uric acid and also to tackle the fatty liver problem. I have to lose weight at least 5 kilos, 1 kilo every month. When I told this to my daughter the exclamation that I had was "mak! you are already thin. You'll look like a sick person if you lose more weight". Anyway, I really have to do something about it. Losing weight or not I am already a sick person.
Dieting is not much a problem. When you are at my age you tend to be very conscious of what gets into your stomach. My utmost concern is the stone in my bladder. The doctor gave me the name Adam Chow, an urologist in pantai mc who I can seek help from. It was the start of many trips that I have to endure.
Our first meeting was just a get-to-know you better. Of all the things that I forgot to bring along was the x-ray film that I had. My husband gave that I-told-you-so look that I pretended not to understand. Dr Adam asked me how did I find out that I have that 2.3cm stone in my kidney. I told him that a lady doctor found it when she was scanning my pelvic.
So, in that first meeting I was asked to come again for a special x-ray, just for my kidney. When doing so, I must have my stomach completely emptied. No food after 10pm. Before going to bed, I had to swallow two small pills that could flush out all the soil in my bowel. I did that last night and I woke up before subuh prayer feeling nausea and my stomach cramped with excruciating pain. It lasted for almost an hour, going in and out of the toilet. What a day to start with.
My husband opted to accompany me to Pantai. When we reached there the imaging clinic was not even opened yet. It was better early than late. And my appointment was at 8.30 in the morning. There were not many people yet when we entered the eerie clinic. It was eerie to me. The surrounding, seeing the danger sign at the door and also seeing the workers seating behind their desks, enough to raise my goose bumps.
When my name was at last called to enter the imaging room, I was met by familiarity. I had been there before and I was there again today for a very different reason. I was told that the procedure would take for almost one hour. There were many images taken and equally worse a sort of dye liquid was inserted through my veins. Sometimes there was someone with me. Sometimes I was left alone, giving me ample time to digest what was going on.
I was lying restlessly on the steel bed not able to move because I was told so. Not even to scratch my itchy scalp or pulled up the thin blanket that barely covered my legs. It was cold in there and my back especially my bottom sore on that steel bed. At times, my thought went wild. I imagined the heavy equipment above me fell on top of me and I was squeezed underneath. Or the heavy equipment fell but I noticed it early enough for me to have a miraculous escape. I fell on the floor unhurt. What a horrible thoughts but the thought of me lying on the operation table was more horrifying.
When it was done, I had to wait for the report before I could proceed to see dr. Adam. It was going to be a long wait and I was advised to have my food taken since nothing went into my stomach for almost 12 hours.
It was already 12 when we finally stepped into dr Adam's clinic where I had to wait again to give way to those who came earlier.
And the findings was revealed at last. It was not really a 2.3cm stone that lay comfortably in my left kidney. Didnt I say left? There are seven small stones group up together positioning themselves in the lowest part of the kidney. And our discussions went on between the pros and the cons. Blasting them with the laser gun is not the best option because the position of the stones will not able them to stream out of the kidney naturally. It will stay there as a pool of sand dust.
The best thing to do is to remove them by undergoing an operation.
I'm still imagining myself lying on the operation table. And it still horrifies me. But at least I still have another six months to think about it.