Just got back from the uro's office. I will address what was decided in a 2nd post. He took out #20 and replaced it with #21. This was what I feared for a week, it was probably the 2nd most painful change-out of all time. The old one was crusted, as they get, and taking it out was like someone pulling a serrated knive out of me. My wife, dressed in her uniform, was allowed to stay and even assisted my doctor along with his nurse. Taking it out was a pure 10 on the pain scale and left me shaking all over. They did put a full syringe of lydacaine down the SP hole, and then began to put in the new cath. The first couple of inches fooled me, didnt hurt, so I relaxed. Big mistake, as soon as the cath hit the inside of the bladder, it was so raw, was just like being stabbed over and over again with a rough stick. It took the nurse and my wife to help hold me down. I jerked, it made the cath move out of place, so he had to push it back in. No telling what I said screaming out in pain. When he filled the balloon end of it, thought I was going to die. They let me rest lying down for a few minutes, and then it took both women to help me back to a sitting position. Thank goodness, my wife was with me, and she drove me home and got me in the house and on meds and comfortable. When you read my next post, you will see why this may have been the last catheter I will ever have to be on. Who could have dreamt that I would be on #21 almost 2 years into this journey. I am still shaky, and bleeding quite a bit, but that is expected. When my pain meds kick in, I should be able to get some rest. I hope and pray that not a single brother, new or old, ever have to go through such an ordeal like this. I am thankful for a good medical team and a good wife to help me through such a painful event.
David in SC