So Tuesday of this week I went to the Hospital to have another Kidney biopsy done. You may recall that the last biopsy was inconclusive since they got the wrong part of the kidney so they had to do another one. There is less than a 2% chance that you will have some bleeding from the biopsy but instead of my luck going to important things like lottery tickets mine goes to things like having kidney failure and, in the case of the biopsy, having your renal ARTERY "knicked" just a little bit. So I had the pleasure of staying in the hospital a couple of extra days. I came home Thanksgiving around noon and was fine until I awoke from a nap. The family came over for dinner and I ate reclined on the couch. Nice Huh? So after dinner the wife and I asked everybody to lock up and let the dogs back in as we left for the ER. About 4 hours later I am back home and feeling better. I'll spare you of all of the gory details.
My impressions on my stay: The nurses were wonderful. The vascular surgeon team is incredible. My nephrologist and the other doctors in her practice I am not impressed with. She was adamant about my staying at the hospital even before the little "knick" but she didnt file any of the paper work for me to have a hospital room, or meals (particularly ones that I could eat because of my diet). Any wonder why I am counting down the days until she is my former nephrologist?
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