I visited the urologist this morning, expecting to find out many wonderful things about my cystic and oversized right kidney. While in the hospital I had been told that three diagnoses were possible:
a) Congenital problem, was born with a kidney that was partially obstructed. Obstructed kidneys swell up like balloons.
b) I developed a partial blockage at some point in my life, and then the aforementioned swelling began.
c) The cystic tissue is cancer. Yeah!
According to the doctor I saw in the hospital almost 2 months ago, any of the three options would mean a removal of my kidney in the future. This was due to the possibility of the kidney rupturing during an auto accident, etc. They would wait until I had recovered from my heart problems before removing (probably a year or so.)
However, the doctor I saw this morning labeled it as option A and said there was no reason to remove it. He is a more senior physician that the doctor I saw in the hospital and said he is very sure that this is a congenital condition. Come back in six months for a checkup.
This should have made me feel better, but for some reason it did not.
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This last year, Psalm 23 has been almost constant on my mind. I'd suggest it.
I love you!
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