A life altering experience…

This past Friday I probably had one of the hardest events I had to take in. As I have written in the past, I have medical issues with my kidneys. Some of this is because of poor diet, lack of exercise, and not drinking enough fluids. The other part is mainly just genetics. Recently, I had the displeasure of having a kidney stone once again hit me. I missed a week of work because of it and the pain I went through was excruciating. I even ended up going to the emergency room because of it. I would not wish this upon any other human being and the only thing I would advise is to cut back on certain foods. I would also advise to get plenty of activity into your everyday life. I passed the stone eventually and everything was back to normal. However, when something like this occurs not everything is going to be bloom and roses. I had gotten a CT scan done when I went to the emergency room. The CT scan is done to see where the stone is and how big it is. The CT scan I had gotten done showed that something on my left side was not as it should be and this is where my life altering experience comes in.

 

The day was like any other. I had gotten up and made some food to start off the day. I went to the gym after and listened to my favorite Friday getaway show Figure 4 Daily. This show is generally great and makes me laugh anytime I listen to it. If you’re not familiar with wrestling, it is with former UFC fighter Tom Lawlor and MMA/wrestling journalist Bryan Alvarez. Both men break down the news in wrestling for the week and occasionally talk about the happenings of a  wrestling/MMA show that has passed. I eventually finished the show (and my workout) and headed out to the library to handle some miscellaneous business of looking at some books and printing out something I needed for a later date. Once I was done there, I headed to the doctor and over to the Urology department. I headed to the room thinking this was either going to be really good or really bad. I waited for 5-10 minutes and the doctor broke the news of what is considered surgery for my kidney stones. He first showed me the stones and described in detail the size of them. I have 2 stones in my left side (one about 4 centimeters in length and the other about 1 centimeter). The surgery goes by the name Percutaneous Nephrolothotomy. It is described as the removal of large stones. The procedure requires a sheath to be inserted into the back and a nephroscope is placed near the sheath to remove the kidney stone. This should do the job in terms of removing the stones and to me if this fixes it, I would be all for it. After the procedure a tube or a stent is placed inside the kidney to collect urine to make sure the blood flow goes as planned. As I write this, it is as if I am going through some shock but it also feels therapeutic to write about an experience which will make me feel better. Some of the side effects after the surgery could be blood in the urine, pain in the back, nausea and pain in the abdomen and kidneys. The information I just described is what the doctor told me except this was more of a cliff notes version. I also was told that the appointment would most likely be a month out because my doctor’s scheduler would not be available. I know once again that having to go through this is for the best and I have a great support system. I left the appointment feeling as if this was something that was meant to happen to me and it would test me. It also showed me the importance of cherishing those around me. I talked to a friend of mine after and this person made me feel at ease for the surgery that was to come. I was assured that they would be there for me for anything I needed and for me that was the greatest thing I could ask for out of them. I also talked to my mom and dad not too long after to talk about what was to come. I also got the assurance from them they too would be there to help out in this difficult time.

 

After that was over, I decided to start planning out some adventures the next month. I wanted to head back to Florida (I will cover this in long form in my next post), but if this is going to happen in the next month there is a possibility I won’t be able to afford it. My mom suggested that we head out to LA to Universal Studios which is somewhere I have not been. I also want to head over to the Wrestling Guy Store in LA (something else I would love to cover in long form down the line). I have also been planning to head to a wrestling show for a local wrestling promotion called APW. There are so many events that I would love to get done before this surgery and all I want for this to succeed is good discipline and careful planning. I can only hope that all goes well for this surgery and I know my family will be there to help out when it is all said and done.

 

One event I want to touch on is the recent death of a close family friend’s brother. He was someone I had a few conversations with when I was younger and I can say he taught me quite a bit in those conversations we had. He also helped our family out here at our house. I can remember him as being a kind and gentle soul. I remember the day of his funeral the people that knew him best remembered him as being passionate, hardworking, and someone who would be willing to teach anyone anything. My brother told me after the passing of this friend of ours that he loved me and I told him the same thing. Those little things like that make me know that no matter where you are, your siblings will never let you down as long as you keep them close.

 

As you can see, it has been quite the past few weeks and there is a saying that at the end of the tunnel there’s always that light. I am keeping this in the back of my mind every day I wake up from now on until I have my surgery and even beyond that when situations get tough. Till next time, I will be covering my trip to Florida from this past winter on the next post.

Are you scared…? (I know I was from one experience)

Starin at the world through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, he can’t hear you-

Tupac on “Starin through my rearview”

Fear, what is fear? Do we all have the innate ability to not fear anything? I don’t think so because we all have our fears. We may be afraid that one day we will die due to how old we are getting or how bad of health we may be in. Fear is in all of us and when it involves more than one person, it can be quite scary and almost allow for a person to second guess the choice they made on that day. I remember almost 13 years ago my brother was learning how to drive stick on a Ford truck that actually used to be driven around these parts but we decided that none of us could rive. Anyway, my brother started learning how to drive from my Grandpa and my brother caught on pretty quickly as he had to learn how to apply the clutch and how fast he was going if he was going to use that clutch. My brother seemed excited and anxious to get driving and I could tell that him driving w as beneficial towards his well being and our families’ well being. Growing up, my family and I never really had any sort of car or truck so we just took the bus all the time which resulted years later into my brother learning how to drive. My brother got back from driving with my grandpa and he said that he knew how to drive already and he would take me later on a ride with him. This was known as cruising in our time so I was excited for the opportunity to go with my brother to the nearest pueblo. He put on his wranglers and his button upped cowboy shirt and I put on some jeans and we were off. Everything seemed fine and everything was running smoothly until we went off the side of the road. What I mostly remember was that my brother might have been going too fast for the stick is not friendly to the dirt road and he might have been gong too fast or too slow and he hit the side of the road but we were facing the road and we couldn’t get out because things could have gotten worse if we did. I remember being scared of the consequences that could have happened if we stayed in the truck. Who would come for us? Would they care? Would our parents be upset? How much had my brother be willing to take the blame if it was his first time driving me? I was scared for what was to come and what could have been and it was the first time in my life that I recognized the importance of my brother. He was not only willing to show me a fun time in what I believed at the time, a piece of garbage town, he also tried to comfort me as we both sat in the truck wondering if anybody would come and help us out of the truck. We waited for a few minutes in silence because we were so young at that time, that we didn’t understand what to think. Could we think that this was a mistake? Maybe, could we laugh it off? Maybe? How much trouble would this mean? I waited for a while until a man saw us stuck in there and he saw on the end of other side of the road. that there was one of those vehicles that could pull us out. We waited for him to come back and I was still scared as to what would be said, especially to my dad. He pulled us out and I learned from that no matter how much you may be afraid, just be strong and don’t be fearful of things that may happen in the future. Things happen too often for people to keep track of their lives and it is a struggle when you are afraid of something as simple as being confined to a single setting. Anyway, that was my talk on fear and why not let’s end it with a music video: