Okay, first off, a little warning. If you are squeamish, you might want to stop reading now! I'll give you a minute to navigate away from my blog page.
Okay, for the rest of you, I hope that you never have to go through what I have been going through the past few days.
Last week, I was taking a piss, and the strangest thing happened. I'll describe it for you so you can get a visual of what I'm talking about. Have you ever gotten a fountain drink, and it has too much carbonation? Kind of squirts out all fizzy all over the place? Well, as I was nearing the end of my pissing, that happened to me, my urine came out of me like the aforementioned over-carbonated beverage. I was freaking out. It happened once again while I was at work, and then I experienced a pain like I'd never felt before in my entire life.
After it happened at work, the pain finally subsided, and I put it at the back of my mind.
Fast forward to the evening of my birthday. I was sitting at the computer having a beer, when the urge came over me to urinate. I made my way to the bathroom, started the flow, and BOOM racked with unimaginable pain again. That wasn't the worst of it. As I looked down, I noticed blood coming out of my penis
I thought I was going to die! This had never happened to me before, and I was noticeably shaken as I left the bathroom. I was afraid to pee, but a couple beers later the urge came again. I started sweating, dreading the pain and blood. I could hold it no longer, I sprinted to the bathroom and began to drain the lizard. WOW, no pain, no blood. I put it in the back of my mind again.
Fast forward to this morning. I was up getting ready to head to the city/county building, and I had to take my morning pee. OMG! The pain had returned, and so had the blood. I hollered over to my wife to call the Dr, because my dick was bleeding again, and left for court hunched over like Victor Hugo's tragic bell ringer.
When I got home from court, my wife was on the phone with the Dr's office, and they informed her that they wanted to see me right away. Again I left the house looking like a hunchback.
As soon as I got to the Dr's office, I was handed a little plastic cup and ushered to a bathroom and told to give a sample. (Yes I was forced to pee on command). The sample was given, and they rushed it off to the lab. A few minutes later, (at least I think it was a few minutes; it felt like an eternity)
I was given my results. I had an acute bladder infection. (if you ask me, there is nothing cute about it) The Dr told me that I had more than likely passed a stone when I had that weird fizzy pee last week, and the stone cut my bladder and I got an infection.
I'm now on a strong (according to my wife, she's the bladder expert of the house) anti-biotic called Bactrim. I wish they would have given me some strong pain killers to go along with the strong anti-biotic.
So, how was your day?
