It sounds like you may have gotten some bad news from your doc regarding your kidney?
It's unknown news so far. All our local hospital seems fit to be is a first aid station. Kid you not when I went for my broken foot the doctor on call for the E.R. that day asked why I was there. Told him I thought my foot was broke since I couldn't put weight on it.
"Well, I'll need to get some x-rays to tell," he actually replied. "I can't see inside your foot after all," He said as though I thought he could. Granted I know I may have been a bit of shock but he didn't need to patronize or condescend. I figured the foot needed x-ray-ed, gee why else go to a hospital?
When they did a CT scan to check on pain in my
left flank they reported back that my
appendix looked fine. My mom told me to ask for a refund for when she took me to get it out when I was boy. I've only run as an E.M.T. and had CNA certification but the doctors, nurses at this hospital keep acting as though I could be hired as a twenty to thirty year in nurse or doctor. It's a real inspiring hospital, possibly worse than a VA hospital.
The doctor I'm seeing at its clinic as our family general practitioner
thinks my atrophied kidney might be from passing kidney stones. He refereed me up to another specialist in Parkersburg, a kidney doctor who speaks English, Hindi, Urdu. Seems we outsource all the good doctors. So, I need to wait until January to know, good, bad, in between. I've had this pain in my side for over a year and half. I've had colonoscopy, looking into my bladder, blood work panels.
Had a bad bout of this pain when me and her were living in the apartment. It put me on the floor from standing to crawling. I had to slither back into bed with her it hurt so bad. Figure that was a stone passing then. It flares up, this pain, sometimes only dull others real bad. Figure I'm still passing some stones.
If the local hospital was more than a band aid dispensary, they might have realized sooner, offered some kind of help. I know that now they can use ultra sound to break up stones, or medicines. No, instead they like every other fucker out there choose to not do their jobs. That way when I finally ask for help, it's too late, help is all used up. Sorry but no, I don't see docs over hang nails. If I'm in a hospital/doc's office ... um, it's something to it.
So like I tell my wife, I get back up and around I'm going to go apply for
all the jobs. May as well as nobody is doing shit. Instead of me being pissed off, I'll do something about it, even if it means working rotating split shifts in various different jobs.
"Here's doctor Ben, and here's Lawyer Ben, Mortician Ben, Mechanic Ben, Restaurant worker Ben, .... "
I just hope someone can keep up and keep doling me out paychecks. Fuck, I'll probably need to do that too.