I had a surgery about three days ago. Nothing big, just a shock-wave surgery that breaks up kidney stones. I've done it before in Brasil, the difference being that they put me under in Brasil.
Two of my friends that study medicine went with me, Mohammad Wahaba and Mohammad Ibrahim. We went up to the surgery room, had a talk with the doctor, and then prepped.
I got onto the machine, we looked at the stone via X-ray, and then we started the procedure. The machine made a popping sound, and every time it popped it felt like someone was punching me in the kidney. Quickly sick to my stomach, I asked for the painkiller. The docs told me that they hadn't started yet. I knew they were lying of course, and re-asked. They told me that it was just the sound of the machine. I re-asked, and then they stopped for a bit and asked if I had the 1000LE that the procedure cost. I gave it to them right there in the middle of the surgery, and we started again. A nurse shot me full of painkiller and the ceiling started to move. I couldn't speak correctly for a while, but I mumbled enough to let them know that I wanted Wahaba and Ibrahim to come watch.
They didn't want to leave my director sitting by herself, so Ibrahim came in first and then Wahaba, and after about 4000 shocks the docs told me that they got half the stone but that I had reached the maximum amount of radiation for the day and I had to come back later.
Who's excited for Round 2?
Me.
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