My urine had been getting darker throughout the day despite my drinking copious amounts of water. If I wasn’t scheduled to have the stent removed on Thursday, I’d have likely called the urologist and asked some questions. I couldn’t walk at all without discomfort in the urinary tract either, which made hiking in the park with the puppies unattractive. I did have some grass to cut though, and it wasn’t getting any shorter.
I managed the hand mower quite well, but was anxious about the riding mower. When I’d used it to cut Joan’s yard a week ago, I’d felt each bump in the yard in my bladder…and not in a good way. For some reason, it did not bother me and I merrily rode for an hour getting my work done.
I drove to BJ’s to do the grocery shopping and that lifting and walking was uncomfortable so by the time I returned home for the evening, I was ready for a small dinner and couch time. I passed more blood in my urine than I had since the second day after the operation and the pain was pretty intense. After sitting for ten minutes, the pain subsided and for the rest of the evening, I was reasonably comfortable.
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